Like a b C oat on the river, Bm this Am bus is floatin' d G own this old high F way
L G7 ookin out the window, I think about how I got here to C day
A C nyone who's Bm anywhere Am had some help G gettin' there F it's true
A G7 nd one of the reasons why I get to do the things I do
Chorus I:
I met this C angel with callous hands Am who let this F boy Em into his G band
Under his C wing, I learned to Am fly on these F six strings Em through this li G fe
You can F hear him in my p C layin' al G though G#m he's gone Am G
And I F owe him so much m G ore just this s C ong A
Stanza II:
Like a D leaf that had f C#m allen, Bm I was d A riftin' down the s G tream
M A7 ister guitar came into my life and let me build this d D ream
His old D Gretch's still C#m speakin', i Bm t's teachin' a A ll of us a t G on
He was my (A)friend and my hero all wrapped up in one
Chorus II:
I met this D angel with callous Bm hands who let this n G aïve b F#m oy into his A band
Under his D wing I learned to Bm fly on these G six s F#m trings into A the light
I can s G till hear him D playin' al A though Bbm he's Bm gone A
And I G owe him so much A more than just this D song G D G
Bridge:
Every A fake we Bm see from every G take we F#m roll
With every A note we Bm play even G though they're F#m gone A
T Bm hey l A ive on, G
t Bm hey i A ve on. G ..
Brad Paisley
