Good Shot Lyrics & Chords By Edgar Winter

Daddy had a hound dog we used to call him blue (yeah that what he's name)
He used to follow me arround, sticked to me like glue (shown up)
And he's favorite thing to play with used to be my good old shoes (yeah that's what it was)
I wish I had a woman half as good and true
To keep out of trouble the way he used to do
Someone I can depend on, just like that good old shoes
Good old shoes, good old shoes
Whatever road you're walking he will get you through
Good old shoes, good old shoes
Stand up straight and proud to way he talked to do
And you might even get to heaven so like that good old shoes
Well daddy always told me, hang on with what you got
Just smile and be thankful for that you get on the life
Grass is always greener on the other side of the field
So, before you leave, boy, just use your common sense
You might get arround and stept on what... (?)
and if you got it let to stand on don't give up on that good old shoes
Good old shoes, good old shoes
Whatever road you're walking he will get you through
Good old shoes, good old shoes
Stand up straight and proud to way he talked to do
And you might even get to heaven so like that good old shoes
And you might even get to heaven so like that good old shoes