Good Charlotte - The Story Of My Old Man (!od Píli!)

^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

^Am This is the sto^A7ry of my old ^C man ^Am Just like his fat^A7her before ^C him ^Am I’m telling you do a^A7nything you ^C can So ^Am you don’t end ^A7 up just like ^C them Like them

^C Monday he wo^Cke and ^C hated life ^C Drank until ^CWednesday 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^Gself ^C I wish it wasn’t too ^C hard To listen to him^Gself

^Am This is the sto^A7ry of my old ^C man ^Am Just like his fat^A7her before ^C him ^Am I’m telling you do a^A7nything you ^C can So ^Am you don’t end ^A7 up just like ^C them Like them

^C Monday he wo^Cke and ^C hated life ^C Drank until ^CWednesday and ^C left his wife Thursday through Saturday lost everything Woke up on Sunday miserable again Again ^CAgain

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^Ammily ^Cand Miss his wife Miss his wife ^A7 Remembered the d^Amays he h^Cad everything ^A7 now hes alo^Amne and ^CMiserable again