From the Pix boards 


Letter Home 
     A 
Dear Dad, I know you’re proud of me even though you’ve never said it well 
            D       E      A 
I know you are, and I know that talking can be hard 

And I think I’ve proven myself to be naturally responsible 
      D       E       A                       D         
And I want my mustang back.  I want to cruise down Kirkwood, 
E                   A 
Make the other cruisers envy me 

          E                            A 
I want to rip down the highways, leave a cloud of jealousy 
            D                        E 
The car was nothing but a junk heap, when you bought it for me when I was  
A 
Fourteen 
                          D                        E         A 
We fixed it up together, and honestly I think you can fix anything 

E                           A 
And I know you’re proud of me because I’m living my dreams 
   D             E            A                E           A 
So please, please, please, don’t worry about me.  Please don’t worry about me 

     A  
Dear mom, I know that you’re afraid 
                      D       E       A 
You’ve got every right to be, growing up with nothing to born to have a dream 

And I know there’s a crook inside of you, just dying to get out 
              D                E              A                     D 
And you would hide me from the cops, if they came knocking at your house 
             E                            A 
You would drive my getaway car, that’s just the way you are 


You’ve gotta mothers heart 
                       D 
You’ve gotta mothers heart 
                       E 
You’ve gotta mothers heart 
                       A 
You’ve gotta mothers heart 

A                             D 
And I’m sorry that I’ve always forgot your birthday 
          E  
And you never forgot mine 
         A                                      D 
And I’m sorry that I haven’t given you any grandkids 
          E                        A 
And I’m sorry that I don’t have a wife 
          E                   A             D             E           A 
And I’m sorry that the way I live my life, isn’t the way you think is right 
                       D               E            A 
But you’ve raised me well, and I think I came out alright 

E                                  A 
Even though your ashamed of me for being such a thief 
       E                             A 
Well I know you still love me, and I admire your honesty 

   D               E       A                 D 
So please, please, please, don’t worry about me 
             E           A 
Please don’t worry about me