G7 Well I don't drink as much as I used to, lately it just ain't my style,
F And the hard time G7 s don't hurt like they ought to, they pass quickly like
when I was a
ch C-G7 ild,
G And Am-C7 some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin
down,
Em In the magic t Am-C7 he mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have
found,
F It keeps my fe G7 et on the C gr - ou G7 nd,
C G7 C Em - And a mid-sum Am-C7 mer days F sits so heavy, but don't they
flow like the breeze through your
m G7 ind,
C-G7 When nothin appears in a hurry, to make up for someone's lost time,
G And s Am-C7 ome how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin
down,
Em In the Am-C7 magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have
found,
F It keeps my f G7 eet on the ground C ,
(add-lib Lead)
F And some ho G w I Am-C7 've learned how to listen, for a sound like the breeze
dyin down,
C In the magic the Em morn Am-C7 in is bringin, there's a song for the friend I have
found,
F She keeps my feet on G7 the ground, s C-C7 he keeps my fe F et on the g G7 round. C
Alan Jackson
