Refinery Gold

Verse 1
(G) The sky is orange over (C) Deer Park (G) tonight
(G) But it ain't the sun, it’s just the (D) Exxon flare (G) light
(G) I’m sitting in this (C) apartment with a (G) book upon my knee
(G) In the same zip code where you (D) made a man of (G) me
(C) You gave forty years to the (D) towers and the (G) Texas (Em) heat
(C) Now you’re eighty-eight (D) years of (G) beautiful defeat.
Verse 2
(G) You tell stories 'bout (C) Groesbeck when (G) you were just a lad
(G) Long before the (D) world got heavy and the (G) times got bad
(G) It’s been a decade since that (C) accident (G) claimed your leg
(G) But you never were the (D) kind to (G) complain or to beg
(C) You raised up two (D) sons and watched (G) four grandkids (Em) grow
(C) While the friends you (D) used to have are (G) starting to (D) go.
Chorus
(C) And we’d sit by the (G) TV and we’d (D) pass the Budweiser (G) down
(C) Talkin' sports and (G) politics, the (D) kings of this refinery town
(C) You’d reach for the (G) pouch and (D) pack a fresh (Em) chew
(C) And say (D) "I love you, grandson" (G) like you always (Em) do
(C) But I just nod my (G) head, and let the (D) silence (Em) arrive
(C) 'Cause this Texas (D) pride is the (C) hardest thing (G) alive.
Bridge
(Em) I want to tell you that I’m (C) proud to carry on your (G) name (D)
(Em) From the Groesbeck (C) dirt to the (D) Deer Park flame
(C) Now Grandma’s been (G) gone for a (D) handful of (Em) years
(C) And I’m drowning out my (D) pride with these (C) college-boy (G) fears.
Verse 3 / Outro
(G) So I’ll crack a (C) cold beer and (G) wish I had the grit
(G) To say those words (D) back and (G) mean every bit
(G) You’re just a (C) drive away, but it (D) feels like (G) ten-thousand
(G) Eighty-eight (D) years... (C) and I'm still just (G) learning.

Modern Country Ballad
Heavy acoustic guitar, steady kick drum
Luke Combs(like) singing
Low tone verse, melodic chorus