Tyler Childers - Matthew: chords

G
He works the night shift at the depot
                     D
With a pistol and a light
G
And he guards them rusty missiles
           D                    G
Counting whitetail to pass the time
G
And he's worked there for a long while
                             D
Since he came home from overseas
G
Helping Kilcorn fight the good fight
       D               G
Bring Baghdad to its knees
D                           G
And it was hotter than the mountain
D                                 G
But it weren't so's he couldn't stand
G
And it weren't so much the heat wave
       D                   G
Nearly as much as all the sand

Now his daddy, he's a log man
With a good leg and a fake
That he got off of a buddy
And a shitshot that he made
And he worked them hands to splinters
And he raised them young'uns right
On a little bit of scripture
And an acreage of paradise
And he'd go out on the weekend
And he played like Clarence White
If Clarence had had a real job
And picked the guitar when there was time

Keeps a trap line in the winter
Keeps a line wet in the spring
On a lock wall, fishing muskie
With his eldest and Steve
And they swap tales about their raisin'
And they tell the awfulest lies
And they go home when they've a notion
And the muskie quit to bitin'