The Story Of My Old Man
G , C
G I don’t know too much about
Too C much of my old G man
I C know he walked right out the door
C And we never saw him G again
C Last I heard he was at the bar C Doing himself G in
C I know I’ve got that same disease
C I guess I got that from him
Chorus:
Ami This is the sto A7 ry of my old C man
Ami Just like his fat A7 her before C him
Ami I’m telling you do a A7 nything you C can
So Ami you don’t end A7 up just like C them
Like them
C Monday he wo C ke and C hated life
C Drank until C Wednesday and C left his wife
Thursday through Saturday lost everything
Woke up on Sunday miserable again
G I remember baseball games
And C working on the G car
C Told me that he loved
And that C I would go G far
C Showed me how to work hard
C And stick up for my G self
C I wish it wasn’t too C hard
To listen to him G self
Chorus:
Ami This is the sto A7 ry of my old C man
Ami Just like his fat A7 her before C him
Ami I’m telling you do a A7 nything you C can
So Ami you don’t end A7 up just like C them
Like them
C Monday he wo C ke and C hated life
C Drank until C Wednesday and C left his wife
Thursday through Saturday lost everything
Woke up on Sunday miserable again
Again
C Again
Ami , A7 , C
Again Ami , A7 Again C
A7 Someday he’ll C wish that he G made things C right
Made things right
C long for his fa Ami mily C and Miss his wife
Miss his wife
A7 Remembered the d Ami ays he h C ad everything
A7 now hes alo Ami ne and C Miserable again }
Good Charlotte
