I Love My Dad - Sun Kil Moon (Mark Kozelek) Chords

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_ _ _ _ When I was young, my [E] father taught me [A] _
not [B] to [E] gloat.
_ _ [B] If I came home too proud of myself,
I'd [A] get arrested to the floor [F#] and [B] choked.
_ _ [A] But I forgive him [E] for that.
He was [A] an eighth grade dropout [B] and I was being [A] a brat.
I forgive him, [E] I do.
I [A] know that he loves me and [B] he knows I love him too.
When I was young, my father told [F#] me to teach [E] his own.
_ _ [B] The lady said as she kissed the [E] cat,
[A] some like the fiddle, some like the [F#] trombone.
And I live by [E] that rule.
Your [F#] trip is your trip and [B] my trip is my trip [F#] too.
Yeah, I mind my [E] own business.
_ [F#] I'll have an old blues and [B] my friend here will have [D] a_
I love my [A] dad.
[E] _ _ [A] _ I love my [E] dad.
I love _ [D] _ _
my [A] dad.
I love my dad.
I love my [C#] dad.
I _ _ _ _ love my dad.
If your kid goes to the private Berkeley [F#] school
with one black kid, [E] _ _ _ [C#] my kid goes to the public school.
[F#] Came home with a [B] cracked rib.
_ _ [F#] And [A] when my kid's [E] 18, he'll be [F#] out there like I was.
[B] Probably chasing [F#] his dreams.
And when your kid's [B] 22, he'll have [E] an [A] internship
at [B] a law firm.
And hey, that's okay too.
[E] When I was five, I came home from kindergarten crying
cause they sat me next to [B] an albino.
_ _ My dad said, son, everyone's different.
[A] You gotta love them all [B] _ equally.
And [F#] though my dad sat me down,
[E] _ he [A] said, you gotta love all people.
[B] Pink, red, black or [A] brown.
And then just [E] happened, he played me [A] the album.
And they only [B] come out at night by Edgar [E] Wynn. _ _
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_ _ _ _ When I [B] was young, my dad taught me [A] the _ beauty [E] of patience.
_ We'd go and hang with his friend, Billy Brislin,
[A] all day in a [B] Steubenville piece.
_ _ [E] We'd watch wrestling matches on TV.
[A] Billy couldn't move [B] cars.
He was _ [A] handicapped and I learned to [E] shoot the shit.
Not [A] a kid for those [B] in need.
And it's show respect.
[E] When I was a kid, my dad brought home a [A] guitar
that he got [E] from Seaton.
_ _ I [B] took lessons from the neighbor lady,
[A] but it wasn't going any.
_ _ _ [A] He went and got me a [E] good teacher,
and [A] in no time at all, [B] I was getting [A] better.
I can play [E] just fine.
I [A] still practice a lot, [F#] but not as much as Nils [B] Klein. _ _
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_ _ _ [B] _ _ When I was young, my dad told me to play _ gossip [E] no man.
When _ _ _ [B] people talk bad on you,
you [A] gotta flick it off your shoulder [G#m] like a fly.
_ _ [E] _ [A] Learn to pick you up, don't you?
_ [A] Don't get no tussles [B] and _ dead [A]-ended shoes.
Life is short, [E] young man.
Get [A] out there and make [B] the best of it while you can.
[E] I ain't trying to say my dad was [A] some kind of a pervert.
He was a perfect [E] saint.
_ _ The summer set him off.
I hit the floor [A] quicker than what my [B] Tyson did
to Ricky [A] Spain.
I hit the floor [E] so fast, [A] but that was so long [B] ago.
And we both [A] moved fast, and my life was [E] pretty good.
But [A] I owe it to [F#] him.
[B] My dad did the best he [D] could.
I love [A] you, dad.
I love you.
[D] _ I love [A] you, dad.
I love you.
[D] _ I love [A] you, dad.
I love [E] you, dad. _
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