When He Was My Age
Confederate Railroad
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Verse 1
C C9 He worked all week for a hard day's pay, C C9 Walked to school five miles one way, F G C It must have rained everyday, when he was my age.
Verse 2
C C9 He quit school early to help grandpa, C C9 He was one man short on a cross-cut saw, F G There was wood to cut and ground to rake, when he C was my age.
Chorus
Am G By the time he turned twelve in thirtynine, C F He'd been through hell in Hoover time, C Drank his first home-made wine, and started to G shave. Am G The tails get taller everytime they’re told, C F The fish get longer as he grows old, C He loves to talk about good ol' days, when he was my G age.
Verse 3
C C9 He was sixty pounds lighter with a headful of hair, C C9 A dollar in his tank could take him anywhere, F G C But nine o'clock was comin in late, when he was my age.
Verse 4
C C9 He talks about the time the dodgers called, C C9 He could have played pro ball, F G C But he had me to raise, when he was my age.
Chorus
Am G By the time he turned twelve in thirtynine, C F He'd been through hell in Hoover time, C Drank his first home-made wine, and started to G shave. Am G The tails get taller everytime they’re told, C F The fish get longer as he grows old, C He loves to talk about good ol' days, when he was my G age.
Verse 5
Am G F C When he was my age, he'd had alot more livin left to do, Am G F G But hard work and hard time, had robbed him of his youth. F G C He says it seems like yesterday, when he was my age. [Fade Out} C When he was my age. C When he was my age. C When he was my age.
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