Tom: C C I got an ol’ blue shirt F C And it suits me just fine C I like the way it feels F So I wear it all the time C I got an old guitar F It won’t ever stay in tune C I like the way it sounds G C In a dark and empty room I got an ol’ pair of boots And they fit just right I can work all day And I can dance all night I got an ol’ used car And it runs just like a top I get the feelin’ it ain’t Ever gonna stop C F C Stuff that works, stuff that holds up C G C The kind of stuff you don’t hang on the wall C F C Stuff that’s real, stuff you feel C G C The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall I got a pretty good friend Who’s seen me at my worst He can’t tell if I’m a blessing Or a curse But he always shows up When the chips are down That’s the kind of stuff I like to be around Chorus I got a woman I love She’s crazy and paints like God She’s got a playground sense of justice She won’t take odds I got a tattoo with her name Right through my soul I think everything she touches Turns to gold Chorus