| G | B7 | C | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G | |
| Don't I know you from the time before |
| B7 | |
| I think I saw you in the country store |
| C | |
| Buying food for the family |
| D | D/C | D/B | D/A | |
| You never | knew | all | that | well |
| G | |
| She had a sadness I could not place |
| B7 | |
| She had such a pretty Southern face |
| C | |
| And I knew she'd walk out |
| D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G | |
| Leaving | me | with a | heart | I could not | sell |
| Chorus 1: |
| Em | C | |
| But you can feel the | summertime |
| G | D | |
| Getting high on s | crewtop wine |
| C | G | |
| Trying not to | spin |
| D | G | |
| And l | aughing right out l | oud |
| See the black man sitting there |
| Sitting in the rocking chair |
| He plays the blues |
| People throw coins his way |
| In some ways I'm a lot like him |
| Singin' about what might have been |
| Laugh and love, cry and wish |
| But tomorrow, it's another day |
| Chorus 2: |
| It's the cold time of the year |
| Sit and drink your bottled beer |
| Talking to your friends |
| They're laughing right out loud |
| I remember when I learned to run |
| The day sets on my daddys son |
| I let this music take me |
| Far from this crowd |
| So when you think about the days of old |
| Listen to that Hill Country Gold |
| Hold onto love |
| Keep on laughing, right out loud |
| Chorus 1 |