Even Strumming all the way through
About 176 beats per minute

Intro:

    (hold your fingers on C#m)
e---------------------------------|
B---------5---------------5-------|
G---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6-|
D-----6-------6-------6-------6---|
A-4---------------4---------------|
E---------------------------------|

X2

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Verse One:

C#m                     E
My old man is a lonely tree
B                                E
Sitting on a branch in a lonely sea
C#m                             E
When I first met him I thought how
B                            E
Could he have let my mother down

Chorus One:

F#m                        C#m
But my old man he came to see me
E                   B
He put his hand in mine and said he loved me
F#m                             C#m
Well I was burned up with ill feeling
        E
But his eyes they said it all
     B
I forgave him for his fall


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Verse Two:

C#m                              E
And in the summer he’s a summer breeze
B                             E
Shooting at all his possibilities
C#m                        E
He prays to god to fix him up
B                                       E
But he plays with the devil to fill his cup

//Chorus Two//

F#m                    C#m
My old man is good at singing
E                              B
He plays the guitar like Carlos Santana should have done
F#m                              C#m
To be a broken man it hurts his feelings
        E
But we are what we have done
            B
Sweet souls setting in the sun

C#m

Bridge:
E C#m
E
F#m C#m E B
F#m C#m E B

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Verse Three:

C#m                      E
My old man is as soft as rain
B                                        E
Humming through the night to forget his pain
C#m                                    E
It runs through the family from what I hear
B                    E
But it only draws me near

//Chorus Two//

F#m                    C#m
My old man is good at singing
E                              B
He plays the guitar like Carlos Santana should have done
F#m                              C#m
To be a broken man it hurts his feelings
        E
But we are what we have done
            B
Sweet souls setting in the sun


C#m