G Em E D G C G [Verse]G C G I went down the road to see my old man this morningC G Sat down beside his bedC G He woke up and said, "Son, good morning"C G I put a pillow behind his headC Em We talked about him and all his friendsC Em We talked about now and what he did back thenC Em We talked about life, we talked about deathC D Then he grabbed me by the arm and said [Chorus]G C G "Son, don't bury me in no pinstriped suitG C G On my feet put my working bootsEm D G On my back a blue collared shirtC G C G An old pair of coveralls and a fistful of dirtD C D G C G Son, all I ask of you, is don't bury me in no pinstriped suit" [Verse]G C G Born and raised on the hard side of a steel townG C G With burning fires and mountains of black coalC G All alone is where he lives nowG C G With calloused hands and a broken heart of goldG C Em He still talks about time that he never spentC Em And all the angry words he wished he'd never saidC Em And all the little things in life he regretsC D He still grabs me by the arm and says [Chorus]G C G "Son, don't bury me in no pinstriped suitC G On my feet put my working bootsEm D G On my back a blue collared shirtG C G An old pair of coveralls and a fistful of dirtG D C D G And son, all I ask of you, is don't bury me in no pinstriped suit" [Break]G C G Em D G [Chorus]G D Son, all I ask of youC D G Don't bury me in no pinstriped suit
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