Intro C Verse 1 C Am A cement building white cinderblocks F G and faded red lips the sign read "Cold Spot" C Am He worked behind the counter to them he was an old man F G When my world was crumbling my grandpa gave me his hand Chorus 1 C It was crickets, minnows and kerosene Am RC, moon pies and a softball team F Learned about life Learned about girls G Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world C It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer Am Where the southern baptist bought the most beer F A hole in the wall with holes in the wall G From behind this counter you saw it all F G At the Cold Spot Verse 2 C Am It was cool in July, warm in December F G If I live a hundred years I'll always remember C The song and the hum of that old ceiling fan Am And this North Georgia voice saying, "Buddy, you can" F Out here I'm just a kid trying to make a name G I am who I am because he raised Kane selling Chorus 2 C Selling crickets, minnows and kerosene Am RC, moon pies and a softball team F Learned about life Learned about girls G Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world C It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer Am Where the southern baptist bought the most beer F A hole in the wall with holes in the wall G From behind this counter you saw it all F G At the Cold Spot oh yeah C At the Cold Spot Outro C It was crickets, minnows and kerosene Am RC, moon pies and a softball team F Learned about life Learned about girls G Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world C It was heaven on earth when my world was hell Am And the big stores came and the business failed F G But all my memories are alive and well F G At the Cold Spot Oh yeah C Am At the Cold Spot F C Take me back to the Cold Spot