Fifty Years too Late
Drake White
This is a very bluesy song. I like to hammer on the E every couple of beats
and palm mute the majority of the song.
Intro:
Verse 1
I love spring and dogs and rusty screen doors
Candle light on creaky wood floors
A good sunrise and fireflys in a jar, yessir
A banjo ringing through the pines
The way I feel on homemade wine and jug fishing
Under a sky full of stars
Pre-Chorus 1
Said I m okay, yes, I m just fine
Just wish the world would move slower
Or that I could go back in time
Chorus
Well, but I m still a down home southern boy
I don t need nothing just enough to get me by
I was raised at an early age when you shake a man s hand
You look him square in the eye
Well, I m a real cool, old school, don t you lie to me fool
There ain t a damn thing about me fake
I m a modern day John Wayne, got my daddy s last name
Born fifty years too late, yep
Verse 2
So whatever happened to an honest day s work
Sweating hard in a flannel shirt
It s a fast paced rat race, no giving all take
Who s gonna finish first
Nowadays it s safe to say that a damn dog s got more rights
Cause the administration s trying to rule the population
Folks, we gotta stand up, we gotta fight
Pre-Chorus 2
But I don t complain, just take it all in stride
It just seems this whole world, it has changed
Almost overnight
(Repeat Chorus)
Instrumental: (4X)
(Repeat Chorus)