intro : A

E D A
i thought jack daniels was the orking man’s tea
E D E
it was the windows to the life i used to lead
D A
i used to ramble like a feather in the breeze
G D A
but nowadays the good times ain’t what they used to be

back home on those backroad , everybody’s movin’ slow
’til i hit that highway just as fast as i could go
i think that high road’s been cacthin’ up to me
’cause nowadays the good times , lord , ain’t what they used to be

chorus :
D G A
and nowadays i dream of an old cane pole
E D E
my baby’s sweet tea and my favorite fishin’ hole
D G A
i sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree
G D A
and i thank god the good times , lord , ain’t what they used to be

solo : D A E D E

D G A
i sit down on that bank underneath the shade tree
G D A
and i thank god the good times , lord , ain’t what they used to be
G D
i thank god the good times ain’t what they used to be

outro : D A E D E D G – A G D A G E D A E D A