D These damn rigs G A D There's times I'd like to turn and walk away G A D Pack my bags and head back home and stay Bm A But something keeps on drawing me in D G And it damn sure ain't the pay A Don't know what it is D 'Bout these damn rigs G A D But I got a call when I was eighteen years old G A D Just a kid out there chasing that black gold Bm A I got a little bit in my blood D G And a lot down in my soul A Maybe that's what it is D 'Bout these damn rigs Chorus: G But these damn rigs have been my family D For years at a time D And when things aren't going steady D A Just left us all in a bind D But through the highs and lows the only thing I know G Is I do it for my wife and kids D A D G D A But I thank God every night for these damn rigs Well these damn rigs Have caused their fair share of trouble back home 'Cause it's never easy to leave my woman alone Tryna get back for two weeks Off of one goodbye kiss Yeah, there's a lot I miss On these damn rigs Like the time my little boy hit his first ball And when my baby girl learned how to walk Well someday I pray they know What daddy did what he did 'Cause they're the reason I'm alone In these damn rigs Chorus - x2 D Yet through the highs and lows the only thing I know G I'd do anything for those kids D A D G D A D And I thank God every night for these damn rigs | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Bm D G |