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