Intro C  F  C  F 


[Verso 1]


        C                         F 
I was a third-string dreamer on a second-place team 
         C                       G    
But I was hell on wheels with a full head of steam 
     Am 
When coach put me in 
    F         G             C   
And I'm still proud of that hit 
        C                    F 
I was a last resort to go to prom with the queen 
             C                          G 
Thanks to an ex-boyfriend who broke her heart that week 
      Am 
No, I didn't get lucky 
   F        G           Am 
But I still felt like a king 
         F                       G 
And that might not mean much to you 
                C 
But it does to me 


[Refrão]
 

             F 
So say I'm a middle of the road 
G 
Not much to show 
C      C/B      Am 
Underachieving, average Joe 
          F 
But I'm a hell of a lover 
  G 
A damn good brother 
      C         C/B         Am 
And I wear this heart on my sleeve 
         F                       G 
And that might not mean much to you 
                 C  F  C  F 
But it does to me 


[Verso 2]


          C                      F 
I was the one phone call when my brother went to jail 
C                        G 
Pawned my guitar just to pay his bail 
         Am 
No, I'll never get it back 
    F     G        C 
But I'm okay with that 
          C                          F 
I was the first man standing next to my best friend 
            C                      G 
The day the love of his life said I do to him 
        Am 
I was a couple beers deep 
    F          G             Am 
But I still remembered that speech 
         F                      G 
And that might not mean much to you 
                 C 
But it does to me 


[Refrão]


             F 
So say I'm a middle of the road 
G 
Not much to show 
C      C/B      Am 
Underachieving, average Joe 
          F 
But I'm a hell of a lover 
  G 
A damn good brother 
      C         C/B         Am 
And I wear this heart on my sleeve 
         F                       G 
And that might not mean much to you 
                 C  F  C  G 
But it does to me 


[Ponte]


          C                      G 
There's a worn-out blade that my granddaddy gave me 
   Am           G              F 
My mama's first Bible, Daddy's Don Williams vinyl 
     C                   G 
That first-fish-catching Zebco thirty-three 
           F                       G 
Well, that might not mean much to you 
                 C 
But it does to me 


[Refrão]


             F 
So say I'm a middle of the road 
G 
Not much to show 
C      C/B      Am 
Underachieving, average Joe (average Joe) 
          F 
But I'm a hell of a lover 
  G 
A damn good brother 
      C         C/B         Am 
And I wear this heart on my sleeve 
           F 
And I'm a damn hard working 
G 
One thing's for certain 
  C            C/B          Am 
I stand up for what I believe (for what I believe) 
           F                       G 
Well, that might not mean much to you 
       G#m      Am   
But it does to me 
           F                       G 
Well, that might not mean much to you 
                 C  F  C   
But it does to me 
F          G        C 
  Yeah, it doeso me