Something to Be Proud Of

# # something to be proud of intro-----F----C----G-----C --F---C---G---C---THROUGH OUT VERSE UNTILL--- IT WAS HARDER TIMES! theres a story that my daddy tells religiously Like clockwork every time he sees an opening In a conversation about the way things used to be Well I'd just roll my eyes and make a bee-line for the door But I'd always wind up starry-eyed, cross-legged on the floor Hanging on to every word Man, the things I heard G It was harder times and longer days F Five miles to school, uphill both ways G We were cane switch raised, and dirt floor poor F 'Course that was back before the war G Yeah, your uncle and I made quite a pair F Flying F-15's through hostile air C G F-----STOP He went down but they missed me by a hair He'd always stop right there and say... C That's something to be proud of F That's a life you can hang your hat on C That's a chin held high as the tears fall down G A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out C Like a small town flag a-flyin' F Or a newborn baby cryin' C G In the arms of the woman that you love That's something to be proud of So I'm graduatin' college, that was mama's dream But I was on my way to anywhere else when I turned 18 Cuz when you gotta fast car you think you've got everything I learned quick those GTO's don't run on faith I ended up broken down in some town north of L.A. Working maximum hours for minimum wage G Well, I fell in love, next thing I know F The babies came, the car got sold G I sure do miss that old hot rod F But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs G Dad, I wonder if I ever let you down F If you're ashamed how I turned out C G F-STOP Well, he lowered his voice, then he raised his brow Said, leT me tell ya right now C That's something to be proud of F That's a life you can hang your hat on C You don't need to make a million G Just be thankful to be workin' C If you're doing what you're able F And putting food there on the table C G And providing for the family that you love F That's something to be proud of F--------------------------------------------------------------F And if all you ever really do is the best you can G--------------------- Well, you did it man C That's something to be proud of F That's a life you can hang your hat on C That's a chin held high as the tears fall down G A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out C Like a small town flag a-flyin' F Or a newborn baby cryin' C G In the arms of the woman that you love C That's something to be proud of F That's something to be proud of C Yeah, that's something to be proud of G That's something to be proud of F---------------C--G---C--ENDS ON F Now that's something to be proud of