A D A D His daddy said, son you ought to quit dreaming A Put your feet on the ground and your E future in the hands of the Lord A D A D But the boy said, no, that isn't enough dad Chorus: A E All you got here is a ceiling, A four walls and a floor D A He left his home in Buckalou County D A E He went thumbing and sleeping on the roadside living in jeans Along about Pittsburgh he got him a good job Bought him a brand new Malibu Chevy that was part of his dreams He met a pretty girl, she was thinking of a family He bought a lot of tapes for his Malibu Chevy, but he didn't want more And the pretty girl said, boy you ought to slow down Chorus He did a little drinking, he did a little gambling Shot a little nine ball, bet a little money on the football games He picked up a habit, he got it on the sidewalk His habit got bigger, but his weekly paycheck stayed the same His daddy wrote letters but he never answered The pretty girl begged him to give up the habit and to work on a change It was a real small gun and a real small robbery They locked him up and they traded him a number for his name It isn't big news, it isn't a big story You didn't see it in the paper, so I guess we ought to put it in a song The boy got hooked and he couldn't get unhooked And it's happening somewhere now and maybe that's what's wrong His daddy said son you ought to quit dreaming | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E |