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Last Of A Dying Breed

Neal Mccoy
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 He's a cold  beer drinker, a buck  n' deer hunter:
 The best  friend a dog ever had.
 A post-hole-digger,  a mint  Skoal dipper,
John  Deere cap-sportin' man.
 With a house  on a hill and a pond  in the field,
Surrounded  by a mess of corn rows.
 Makes a livin'  from his labor, a credit  to the Maker,
He's  somebody everybody  knows.
Last  of a dying breed who tend  the fields and mend  the fences.
Heaven  knows, I'd hate to think that generation might  be ending,
But  if he goes, he will go down  in history:
 As the last,  the last of the:
Overall  wearers, farmer  tan tearers,
Down  at the BFW hall.  (Yall)
Cake  pan lickers, ripe  tomato pickers,
 Hay balers  loadin' trailers in the Fall.
Fruit  stand sellers, town  square dwellers,
 Who gather  at The Dairy Queen at dawn.
Everybody  knows him an' everybody  loves him:
God,  I'm gonna miss him if they're gone.
Last  of a dying breed who tend  the fields and mend  the fences.
Heaven  knows, I'd hate to think that generation  might be ending,
But  if he goes, he will go down  in history:
 As the last,  the last of a dying breed.
(Last  of a dying breed.)
 He's a hard-working family man.
 (Last of a dying breed.)
Last  of a dying breed who tend  the fields and mend  the fences.
Heaven  knows, I'd hate to think that generation might  be ending,
 But if  he goes, he will go down  in history:
 As the last,  the last of a dying breed.
 Of a dying breed.
 Of a dying breed.

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Readable chord sheet for Last Of A Dying Breed by Neal Mccoy

He's a [F]cold beer drinker, a [C]buck n' deer hunter:
The [Bb]best friend a dog ever [C]had.
A [F]post-hole-digger, a [C]mint Skoal dipper,
[Bb]John Deere cap-sportin' [C]man.
With a [F]house on a hill and a [C]pond in the field,
[Bb]Surrounded by a mess of corn [C]rows.
Makes a [F]livin' from his labor, a [C]credit to the Maker,
[Bb]He's somebody [C]everybody knows.

[C]Last of a dying breed who [Bb]tend the fields and [C]mend the fences.
[C]Heaven knows, I'd hate to think that [Bb]generation [C]might be ending,
[Bb]But if he goes, he will go [F]down in [Bb]history:
As the [C]last, the last of the:

[F]Overall wearers, [C]farmer tan tearers,
[Bb]Down at the BFW [C]hall. (Yall)
[F]Cake pan lickers, [C]ripe tomato pickers,
Hay [Bb]balers loadin' trailers in the [C]Fall.
[F]Fruit stand sellers, [C]town square dwellers,
Who [Bb]gather at The Dairy Queen at [C]dawn.
[F]Everybody knows him an' [C]everybody loves him:
[Bb]God, I'm gonna miss him if they're gone.

[C]Last of a dying breed who [Bb]tend the fields and [C]mend the fences.
[C]Heaven knows, I'd hate to think that [Bb]generation[C] might be ending,
[Bb]But if he goes, he will go [F]down in [Bb]history:
As the [C]last, the last of a dying [Bb]breed.

[C](Last of a dying breed.)
He's a hard-working family man.
(Last of a dying breed.)
[C]Last of a dying breed who [Bb]tend the fields and [C]mend the fences.
[C]Heaven knows, I'd hate to think that [Bb]generation [C]might be ending,
But [Bb]if he goes, he will go [F]down in [Bb]history:
As the [C]last, the last of a dying [Bb]breed.
Of a dying breed.
Of a dying breed.

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