My first tab ever, hope it helps. This is one of my most favorite songs sung by Jamey Johnson

Intro C G C G

Daddy’s bourbon breathe was strong as gasoline,
and it seemed to fuel the rage he had inside.
He’d come home just burning, mad, drunk, and mean,
raising hell on a Saturday night.
Mom would lock us up in her bedroom,
he’d be lying in the hallway on our way to sunday school.

(Chorus)

They Both in their own ways became my saving grace.
Daddy passed out with his demons, momma passed the offering plate.
And she’d cry out to heaven protect this son of mine,
while daddy kept the devil off my back by taking up his time.

Mom said nobody’s perfect as we walked in the church
to ask the good lord to forgive him again.
I still recall that sermon I hung on every word That’s when
I learned just exactly what father really meant.
And the angels and the people gathered round.
I was standing in that water when the preacher laid me down.

Repeat Chorus and add at the end

Daddy kept the devil off my back by taking up his time.

INTRO: D

Standin’ at that pawn shop counter, trying on the wedding rings
She said she needed silver, ‘cause gold just turns her green
I counted out the twenties, and I laid the money down
And we went straight to the Davidson courthouse

After three long years together, she found a banker man
Said she was thinkin’ about her future, and gave me back that silver band
I had it melted down, so I could wear it on a chain
Now it’s a flyin’ silver eagle that used to be a ring

CHORUS:
I’d rather have this silver eagle than all that rich man’s gold
It’s my one reminder of a woman turnin’ cold
Her love lies in his money, and mine’s in a pair of wings
On a flyin’ silver eagle that used to be a ring

INTRO

I couldn’t put the past behind me, so I put it in a song
That’s how I tell the story, how that woman done me wrong
Now I tour across the country, ridin’ high on the wings
Of a flyin’ silver eagle that used to be a ring

CHORUS

SOLO

I met a homeless man on Broadway, he was holdin’ out his hand
He asked me for a dollar, said he was once a banker man
‘Til that lady took his money, I said man I feel your pain
Ya might could use this silver eagle, you know it used to be a ring

Intro: D

Well, I walked in to one of my old haunts.
It used to be a honky-tonk Heaven.
Some old slicker done bought the place,
An’ lit it up like a 7-11.
Yes, they fired the band that used to play,
”Okie From Muskogee”.
An’ hired some dude with his hat on back’ards,
Singin’ hip-hop and karaoke.

Shoulda know it was gonna happen,
Bein’ this close town.
Oh but I know a beer joint back in the woods,
That them city folks still ain’t found.

You make a right at the stomp with the barbed wire in it,
Where the old church used to be.
Then a mile mad curve on the gravel,
Gonna throw you right off the road into Choctaw Creek.
There’s a one-lane bridge, just keep it in the middle,
Pretty soon that road’s gonna end.
Welcome to Ray Ray’s Juke Joint down in the holler:

Y’all come back again.

Mmm, Mmm, ah ha.

We got ice-cold beer, an’ chicken an’ ribs,
Cookin’ on the grill out back.
Three plays for a quarter on the jukebox in the corner,
An’ it’s full of Hank, Haggard an’ Cash.
They got a long-legged waitress wearin’ cut-off jeans;
She’s quick to take your order.
Better leave her a tip but don’t give her no lip, y’all:
That girl is Ray Ray’s daughter.

They’ll make you feel like family,
An’ everybody is your friend.
But there’s been folks messed up down there,
That ain’t never been seen again.

You make a right at the stomp with the barbed wire in it,
Where the old church used to be.
Then a mile mad curve on the gravel,
Gonna throw you right off the road into Choctaw Creek.
There’s a one-lane bridge, just keep it in the middle,
Pretty soon that road’s gonna end.
Welcome to Ray Ray’s Juke Joint down in the holler:

Y’all come back again.

You make a right at the stomp with the barbed wire in it,
Where the old church used to be.
Then a mile mad curve on the gravel,
Gonna throw you right off the road into Choctaw Creek.
There’s a one-lane bridge, just keep it in the middle,
Pretty soon that road’s gonna end.
Welcome to Ray Ray’s Juke Joint down in the holler:

Y’all come back again.

Welcome to Ray Ray’s Juke Joint down in the holler:

Y’all come back again.

Ah, don’t be scared.

Nice place.

Mmm.