D     G     D
A           D
D     G     D
A           D

D                G                D
A man with forty acres plowed and planted
A                                         D 
Can't send no fourteen year-old boy to no school
D               G                      D
The one thing I learned in the years I worked on my daddy's farm
A                                                    D
Was, "Son, you better get them crops in when it gets cool."

D                 G               D
In the magazines, I saw the naked women
A                                  D
I heard about the drinkin' and the bars
D                    G                 D
If my daddy could've caught me, he'd a-killed me
          A                                          D
He said, "You might run, boy, but you won’t get that far."


G              D                       D       A       G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
              D           A                   G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D                 G                       D   A  G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D                          A                  G                
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again    (a cappella)

D    G    D 
A         D    

D                 G                 D
I hit town or you might say that it hit me
A                                          D
Next mornin' there were things I knew more about
D                  G                      D
Some woman took me in said I, "Seem to be all right."
A                             D
I turned her on the same way, she turned me out

D               G                            D
The first law I broke, right away Johnny-law caught me
A                                         D
I helped them build the country roads for awhile
D                    G                        D
They fed two times a day and knocked you down about four
A                                      D
By the 13 day I... couldn’t even crack a smile


G              D                       D       A       G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
              D           A                   G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D                 G                       D   A  G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D                          A                  G                
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again   (a cappella)

D    G    D   
A         D     

D                     G                  D
I met a nice girl and she said I was her baby
A                                     D
She let me go and would never tell me why
D                 G                      D
I learned what it means to be somebody's baby
A                                                   D
They let you lie in your bed by yourself so you can cry

D                   G                     D
So let me say this, I never tried to hurt anybody
A                                                          D
Though I guess there's a few that I still couldn't look in the eye
D             G              D
Grant me one wish, I hope it rains at my funeral
A                                          D                     
For once, I'd like to be the only one left dry


G              D                       D       A       G
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
              D           A                   G
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend
D                 G                       D   A  G
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver
D                          A                  G                
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again   (a cappella)
G
I’d probably make um...  
G
Same way I made um...   again
D
Make um all again