Daddys Cup chords by Drive-by Truckers

Key: E

♫ Intro:

E       A G E




♫ Verse 1:
E
Well before I could walk
I
     G
had a wrench in my hand
              A
I was my Mama's little angel and my Daddy's second chance
                        G
He went end over end the first year he went pro
        E
And he lost part of his
               A
eyesight and he couldn't race
    E    A G E
no more

E
But he never lost his touch
        G
when he got under a hood
        A
He knew how to make them run and he knew one day he would See his name in victory lane
    G
and engraved on that cup
          E
Just like all them other
                 A
crazy fools with racing in
       E     A G E
their blood


♫ Bridge 1:
D
He would put me on his lap when he'd drive and I'd take the wheel
         A
He'd say What do you think
                A   G
about that son? How does she
E
feel?
E
You just wait till them
                G
little legs get long enough to reach the gas
         A
Once you put her on the floor
               A
one time there ain't no
G       E         A G E
turning back


♫ Verse 2:
E
Every Saturday, he'd take me
    G
out to the garage
         A
He'd take an empty bucket and fill it full of engine parts He's sit me down and pour em
       G
out in front of me on the floor
           E
I'd have to tell him what
                A
each one was and what each
       E    A G E
one was for

E
We'd jump in his old car and
G
go down to the race that night
            A
He'd tell me what each driver was doing wrong and what each one did right

He could always pick the
      G
winner before they ever took a curve
E                         A
43 might have the car but #3
             E        A G E
has got the nerve


♫ Bridge 2:
D
But before I turned 18 Daddy said Now pretty soon
          A
You'll be old enough to race
              A        G
but I'm gonna leave it up to
E
you

E
I taught you all about it
G
taught you everything I know
                A
You gotta have a car to do it
             A        G
and you gotta work and buy
     E
your own


♫ Instrumental:
E       A G E


♫ Verse 3:
E
The first one I bought was a
G
Mustang #2
           A
Nobody kept'em any longer than they kept a pair of shoes

They started showing up at
     G
every used car lot in town
 E                  A
A V-8 on a go-cart, easy
                E     A G E
terms, no money down

E
Me and Daddy and my uncle
        G
took her home and we tore her down
A
Checked her out real good, cleaned her up and bored her out

Took out all the seats
G
pulled the carpet off the floor
E
Knocked out all the glass and
                   A G E
welded up the doors


♫ Bridge 3:
D
Well the first time that I raced my qualifying was a shame
          A
I started out way in the back
              A     G   E
and came back about the same
E
I pulled her in the pit
G
couldn't look my Daddy in the eye
        A
He said If you quit now son
A         G
it's gonna haunt you all your
E
life


♫ Verse 4:
E
See it ain't about the money
       G
or even being #1
             A
You gotta know when it's all over you did the best you could've done

And knowing that it's in you
    G
and you never let it out
             E
Is worse than blowing any
              A
engine or any wreck you'll
      E     A G E
ever have

E
Since then I've wrecked a
                      G
bunch of cars and I've broke a bunch of bones
               A
It's anybody's race out there and I've learned to run my own

I'd shove em in the wall and
G
I'd hit em from behind
      E
I'd let them know that I was
       A
there
I'd let em know that
          E       A G E
track was mine


♫ Bridge 4:
D
It's been several years now since my Daddy passed away
        A
But his picture's on my dash
      A      G     E
every time I go to race
E
I lost more than I won but I
G
ain't gonna give up
          A
Till they put me in the
                    A    G
ground or Daddy's name's on
     E
that cup


♫ Outro:
E       A G E