Lyric Thanks For The G Chord

(Mark Narmore/Byron Hill)

It sure is nice
Sittin on this porch
Pickin these old time songs
No matter how far
I get from here
This place still feels like home

Remember all those summer nights
We d talk about life and such
Well Dad, I ve come to realize
I haven t said enough

Thanks for the G chord
Teachin me about the good Lord
Givin me that old Ford
When I turned sixteen
Thanks for hangin in there
When I was goin nowhere
Thanks for never
Changin that lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord

That flat top Martin
You gave me back then
You know I ve still got it now
I keep it locked up
In that same ol case
You used to tote around

Sometimes when the crowd is quiet
I ll bring it out again
And play the first song you taught me
Back when I was ten

Thanks for the G chord
Teachin me about the good Lord
Givin me that old Ford
When I turned sixteen
Thanks for hangin in there
When I was goin nowhere
Thanks for never
Changin that lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord

Thanks for hangin in there
When I was goin nowhere
Thanks for never
Changin that lock on the front door
Thanks for the G chord