INTRO:  
B  E   B  E   B  E   B  E   B  E
B  E   B  E   B  E   E  A   E  A 


VERSE:
E                                    A
 It came down to one last play in a late southern fall,
E                                 B                 A
I heard the crowd celebrate when Bobby caught that ball.
   B                                     A
I pulled off them shoulder pads for the very last time 
   B                                      A
I shed a tear and laughed a while with a bunch of brothers of mine.


VERSE:
  E                                      A
Picked her up that Friday night she had curls in her hair.
 E                 B                  A
And man my heart skipped a beat when she walked down them stairs.
      B                               A
Her pretty little prom dress, smile sweet as apple pie, 
 B                                      A          B
And we danced away high school in the blink of an eye.


CHORUS:
            E                 B             A
It ain't a day that I don't think about it now,
E                    B                A                    B
 About a life well lived and all the roads that I've been down. 
      E       B                 A
Each moments one that, yeah it made me who I am 
B              (A)         E    E A  
  And turned a boy into a man.


VERSE:
E                             B           A
I went off in August to that college up state 
 E                      A
Four years on campus, class, and tailgates 
 B                                A
Had my share of good times and I made a lot of friends 
 B                                         A         
And I did a lot of crazy things that I'll never do again 


CHORUS:
            E                 B             A
It ain't a day that I don't think about it now,
E                    B                A                    B
 About a life well lived and all the roads that I've been down. 
      E       B                 A
Each moments one that, yeah it made me who I am 
B              (A)         E   A  E  A
  And turned a boy into a man.

 
BDA K:
   E                         A
I got a call from Mama that late October night 
 E                          A
She said come on home son, Dad ain't got much time
               E                 B              A
There ain't a day that I don't think about him now 
E                   B                 A              B
About a life well lived and all the roads he led me down 


CHORUS/OUTRO:
               E                               A
There ain't a day that I don't think about it all now 
  E                 B                A                   B
About a life well lived and all the roads that Ive been down 
      E       B              A
Each moments one that yeah, made me who I am 
 B              (A)         E
And turned this boy into a man
A                     E
 Turned a boy into a man 
A                     E  A
 Turned a boy into a maaaan 
     E    A  E
Oh, yeah