Schools Of Hard Knocks
By Radney Foster
Capo 2
D - xx0232
D/C# - x40232
D/B - x20232
D/A - x00232
Bm - X24432
E7 - 020100
[D] [D/C#] [D/B] [D/A] [G]
Well, the [D]last one [D/C#]hurt like [D/B]hell,[D/A] knocked the [G]wind right out of my sail
[A]I'll heal up someday, but it's [G]gonna leave a beauty of a scar
I [D]think I'm [D/C#]gonna get [D/B]drunk[D/A], pull the [G]tire iron outta my trunk
[A]Bang up all of my fenders, [G]just so they can match my [A]heart
Chorus 1:
I'm trying to [D]get [D/C#]my---[D/B]self an[D/A] educ[G]ation
Cry one more t[D]ear [D/C#]towar[D/B]ds grad[D/A]uatio[G]n[A]
Every [A]Sunday punch I've [Bm]thrown has come back [D]around to clean my[E7] clock
The bell is [G]ringin', [A]down at the school of hard [D]knocks
They're gonna inscribe my name on the Bridge Burners Hall of Fame
As a fool who never learned there ain't no future in it
Some lessons we learn with ease, baby most bring us to our knees
I wish I could learn about love without another woodshed visit.
Chorus 2:
I'm trying to get myself an education
Cry one more tear towards graduation
Every Sunday punch I've thrown has come back around to clean my clock
The bell is ringin', down at the school of hard knocks.
[A]A little kiss and a [G]band-aid makes those [D]skinned knees heal up fine
[E7]But there ain't nothin' gonna [A]heal this heart but time
Chorus 3:
While I'm trying to get myself an education
Cry one more tear towards graduation
Every Sunday punch I've thrown has come back around to clean my clock
The bell is ringin', down at the school of hard knocks.
By Radney Foster
Capo 2
D - xx0232
D/C# - x40232
D/B - x20232
D/A - x00232
Bm - X24432
E7 - 020100
[D] [D/C#] [D/B] [D/A] [G]
Well, the [D]last one [D/C#]hurt like [D/B]hell,[D/A] knocked the [G]wind right out of my sail
[A]I'll heal up someday, but it's [G]gonna leave a beauty of a scar
I [D]think I'm [D/C#]gonna get [D/B]drunk[D/A], pull the [G]tire iron outta my trunk
[A]Bang up all of my fenders, [G]just so they can match my [A]heart
Chorus 1:
I'm trying to [D]get [D/C#]my---[D/B]self an[D/A] educ[G]ation
Cry one more t[D]ear [D/C#]towar[D/B]ds grad[D/A]uatio[G]n[A]
Every [A]Sunday punch I've [Bm]thrown has come back [D]around to clean my[E7] clock
The bell is [G]ringin', [A]down at the school of hard [D]knocks
They're gonna inscribe my name on the Bridge Burners Hall of Fame
As a fool who never learned there ain't no future in it
Some lessons we learn with ease, baby most bring us to our knees
I wish I could learn about love without another woodshed visit.
Chorus 2:
I'm trying to get myself an education
Cry one more tear towards graduation
Every Sunday punch I've thrown has come back around to clean my clock
The bell is ringin', down at the school of hard knocks.
[A]A little kiss and a [G]band-aid makes those [D]skinned knees heal up fine
[E7]But there ain't nothin' gonna [A]heal this heart but time
Chorus 3:
While I'm trying to get myself an education
Cry one more tear towards graduation
Every Sunday punch I've thrown has come back around to clean my clock
The bell is ringin', down at the school of hard knocks.
