Dan’s Big Awesome Acoustic Songbook: Songs of the 21st century
November 2025 refresh
| G | G | C | D | G |
| It’s a l | ong way to heaven it’s a long way back | | | | |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| Take it from a sinner it’s a cold, hard fact | | | | |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| I kissed the bottle and it tasted like more | | | | |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| It a | in’t what you got, it’s what you’re lookin’ for | | | | |
| D | C |
| Up and | down the old ball | rolls |
| D | C |
| And I’m gonna | miss it when I | go |
| D |
| But it ain’t gonna m | iss me |
| G | C | G |
| I been | over the moon and | down on my | luck |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| G | C | G |
| Been | down to the bottom and | all the way | up |
| C | G | D | Em |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| It | ain’t what ya done, it’s what you’re gonna do | | | | |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| It a | in’t where you been it’s where you’re going to | | | | |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| I’m s | orry Saint Peter I don’t mean to complain | | | | |
| G | G | C | D | G |
| But can you g | ive it just a minute ‘fore you call my name | | | | |
| D | C |
| Nothing | hurts like a stone unt | urned |
| D | C |
| And I got | candles left to | burn |
| D |
| And lessons | left to learn |
| G | C | G |
| I been | over the moon and | down on my | luck |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| G | C | G |
| Been | down to the bottom and | all the way | up |
| C | G | D | Em |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| Em | D | C |
| We got a | long, long | way to | go |
| Em | D | C |
| Other side of the | world is only | halfway | home |
| Em | D | C |
| There might be | nothing | down that | road |
| D |
| But you | never know, no you never know |
| G | G | C | G |
| C | G | D | G |
| G | G | C | G |
| C | G | D | G |
| | | | |
| D | G |
| Up and | down the old ball | rolls |
| D | C |
| And I’m gonna | miss it when I | go |
| D |
| But it ain’t gonn | a miss me |
| G | C | G |
| I been | over the moon and | down on my | luck |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| G | C | G |
| Been | down to the bottom and | all the way | up |
| C | G | D |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ohhhh |
| G | C | G |
| I been | over the moon and | down on my | luck |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| G | C | G |
| Been | down to the bottom and | all the way | up |
| C | G | D | Em |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| C | G | D | Em |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
| C | G | D | G |
| I’ve seen a | little but it | ain’t en | ough |
I...
| G |
| Don’t feel like g | oing home |
| C | G |
| But all my c | ash is g | one |
| C | G | D |
| Yeah, I got n | othing to | do to | night |
| Em |
| I’m passed out | on the floor |
| C | G | D |
| But it don’t ma | tter, cause I’m fee | ling f | ine |
| G | C | G |
| I’m thinking l | ife’s too s | hort, it’s | passing by |
| G | C | G |
| So if | I’m gonna g | o at | all |
Go big or go
| G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go-o-o-o home |
| G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go-o-o-o home |
| G | C | G |
| | (Go! Go!) Go big or go home | |
| C | G |
| And then we l | ost con | trol |
| C | G | D |
| You know we’re l | ucky that | we sur | vived |
| Em |
| Cause when we j | umped the ship |
| C | G |
| Oh, man, that | boat, it f | lipped |
| C | G | D |
| But we should | do it all a | gain to | night |
| G | C | G |
| I’m thinking l | ife’s too s | hort, it’s | passing by |
| G | C | G |
| So if | we’re gonna g | o at | all |
Go big or go
| G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go-o-o-o home |
| G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go-o-o-o home |
| G | C | G |
| | (Go! Go!) Go big or go home | |
| G |
| Giving my body all the things I need |
| G |
| Rescue me with a little whiskey |
| G |
| Staying out, don’t need no sleep |
| G |
| I’ll sleep when I’m dead, you can bury me |
| G |
| I’ll sleep when I’m dead, you can bury me |
| C | G |
| Cause all my c | ash is g | one |
| C | G | D |
| I spent it a | ll trying to f | eel al | ive |
| G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go-o-o-o home |
| G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go-o-o-o home |
| G |
| It’s getting c | razy, we’re gonna do some things that we won’t forget |
| C |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go home |
| G |
| I’m going c | razy, I’m gonna live my life, I got no regrets |
| C | G |
| (Go! Go!) Go big or go hom | e |
| G | D | Em |
| She paints her | nails and she don’t | know |
| C | G |
| He’s got her | best friend on the | phone |
| D | Em |
| She’ll wash her | hair, his dirty | clothes |
| C | Em |
| Are | all he gives to | her |
| C | D |
| And he’s got | posters on the | wall |
| A7 |
| Of | all the girls he wished she was |
| C | D | G |
| And he means | everything to | her |
| G | D |
| Her boyfriend, | he don’t know |
| G | D |
| He’s | too stoned, | Nintendo |
| Em | C | G |
| I wish that | I could make her | see |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Flavor of the | weak | | |
| G | D | Em |
| It’s Friday | night and she’s all a | lone |
| C | G |
| He’s a m | illion miles a | way |
| G | D | Em |
| She’s dressed to | kill, the TV’s | on |
| C | Em |
| He’s con | nected to the | sound |
| C | D |
| And he’s got | pictures on the | wall |
| A7 |
| Of | all the girls he’s loved before |
| C | D | G |
| And she knows | all his favorite | songs |
| G | D |
| Her boyfriend, | he don’t know |
| G | D |
| He’s | too stoned, | Nintendo |
| Em | C | G |
| I wish that | I could make her | see |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Flavor of the | weak | | |
| G | D |
| Her boyfriend, | he don’t know |
| G | D |
| He’s | too stoned, | too stoned |
| Em | C |
| Too stoned | too stoned |
| G | D |
| Her boyfriend, | he don’t know |
| G | D |
| He’s | too stoned, | Nintendo |
| Em | C | G |
| I wish that | I could make her | see |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Flavor of the | weak | | |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Yeah she’s the | flavor of the | weak | | |
| C | Gmaj7 |
| She makes me | weak |
| C | E7 |
| Sweet pea, | apple of my eye |
| Am | D |
| Don’t know when and I | don’t know why |
| C | Am |
| You’re the only | reason I |
| Dm7 | G | C |
| Keep on | coming | home |
| C | E7 |
| Sweet pea, what’s all | this about? |
| Am | D |
| Don’t get your way, all you do | is fuss and pout |
| C | Am |
| You’re the only | reason I |
| Dm7 | G | C |
| Keep on | coming | home |
| E7 |
| I’m like the | Rock of Gibraltar, I always seem to falter |
| Am |
| And the | words just get in the way |
| D |
| Oh, I | know I’m gonna crumble |
I’m trying to stay humble
| G |
| But I | never think before I say |
| C | E7 |
| Sweet pea, | keeper of my soul |
| Am | D |
| I know, sometimes, I’m | out of control |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G |
| You’re the only | reason I | keep on | coming |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G |
| You’re the only | reason I | keep on | coming, yeah |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G | C |
| You’re the only | reason I | keep on | coming | home |
| E |
| Nah nah, honey I’m good, I could have another but I probably should |
| C#m |
| Not, I got somebody at home |
| E |
| It’s been a | long night here, and a long night there |
| E |
| And these | long, long legs are damn near everywhere |
| E |
| Hold up now, | you look good, I will not lie |
| E |
| But | if you ask where I’m staying tonight, I gotta be like |
| E | C#m | E/B |
| Oh baby, no baby, | you got me all w | rong baby |
| Amaj7 |
| My baby’s already got all my love |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| So | nah nah, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m |
| I’ve got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| No, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m | E |
| I’ve gotta bid you adieu, to another I will stay | true |
| E |
| Now | better men than me have failed |
| E |
| Drinking from that unholy grail |
| E |
| Now check it out, | I’ve got her and she got me |
| E |
| And you’ve | got that stuff, but I kindly, gotta be like |
| E | C#m | E/B |
| Oh baby, no baby, | you got me all w | rong baby |
| Amaj7 |
| My baby’s already got all my love |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| So | nah nah, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m | A |
| I’ve got somebody at home, and i | f I stay I might not leave alone |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| No, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m | E |
| I’ve gotta bid you adieu, to another I will stay | true |
| B | C#m | A | E |
| Oh, I’m | sure you, sure you will m | ake somebody’s night | |
| B | C#m | A |
| But o | h, I a | ssure you, assure you it | sure as hell’s not mine |
| E | E/F# |
| Oh no, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m |
| I’ve got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| No, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m | E |
| I’ve gotta bid you adieu, to another I will stay | true |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| So | nah nah, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m |
| I’ve got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone |
| E/G# | E/F# |
| No, honey I’m good, I could have another but I | probably should not |
| C#m | E |
| I’ve gotta bid you adieu, to another I will stay | true |
| Am | F | C |
| Feeling my | way through the | darkness |
| Am | F | C |
| Guided by | a beating hear | t |
| Am | F | C |
| I can’t t | ell where the j | ourney will end |
| Am | F | C |
| But I kno | w where to star | t |
| Am | F | C |
| They tell me I | ’m too you | ng to understand |
| Am | F | C |
| They say I’m c | aught up in a d | ream |
| Am | F | C |
| Well life will p | ass me by if I | don’t open up my eyes |
| Am | F | C |
| Well that’s | fine by | me |
| Am | F | C | G |
| So wake me u | p when it | ’s all | over | |
| Am | F | C | E |
| When I’m wis | er | and I’m o | lder | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| All this tim | e I was f | inding mys | elf and I | |
| Am | F | C |
| Didn’t | know I was | lost |
| E | Am | F | C | G |
| So | wake me u | p when it | ’s all | over | |
| Am | F | C | E |
| When I’m wis | er | and I’m o | lder | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| All this tim | e I was f | inding mys | elf and I | |
| Am | F | C |
| Didn’t | know I was | lost |
| Am | F | C |
| I tried | carrying the | weight of the world |
| Am | F | C |
| But I | only have two | hands |
| Am | F | C |
| Hope I | get the chance to | travel the world |
| Am | F | C |
| But I don’t h | ave any | plans |
| Am | F | C |
| I wish that | I could stay for | ever this young |
| Am | F | C |
| Not afr | aid to close my | eyes |
| Am | F | C |
| Life’s a | game made for e | veryone |
| Am | F | C |
| And | love is the | prize |
| Am | F | C | G |
| So wake me u | p when it | ’s all | over | |
| Am | F | C | E |
| When I’m wis | er | and I’m o | lder | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| All this tim | e I was f | inding mys | elf and I | |
| Am | F | C |
| Didn’t | know I was | lost |
| E | Am | F | C | G |
| So | wake me u | p when it | ’s all | over | |
| Am | F | C | E |
| When I’m wis | er | and I’m o | lder | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| All this tim | e I was f | inding mys | elf and I | |
| Am | F | C |
| Didn’t | know I was | lost |
| Am | F | C |
| Didn’t | know I was | lost |
| Am | F | C |
| Didn’t | know I was | lost |
| Em | C | G | D |
| | Uh huh, | | life’s like this |
| Em | C | G | D |
| Uh huh, | uh huh, | that’s the | way it is |
| Em | C | G | D |
| | | Cause | life’s like this |
| Em | C | G | D |
| Uh huh, | uh huh, | that’s the | way it is |
| G |
| Chill out, whatcha yellin’ for? |
| Em |
| Lay back, it’s all been done before |
| C | D |
| And if you could only | let it be, you would see |
| G |
| I like you the way you are |
| Em |
| When we’re drivin’ in your car |
| C | D |
| And you’re talkin’ to me | one-on-one, but you become |
| C |
| Somebody else ‘round everyone else |
| Em |
| You’re | watchin’ your back like you can’t relax |
| C |
| You’re | tryin’ to be cool |
| D |
| You look like a fool to | me, tell me |
| Em | C | G |
| Why’d you have to go and make | things so compli | cated? |
| D | Em | C | G |
| I | see the way you’re | actin’ like you’re somebody | else, gets me frus | trated |
| D | Em | C |
| Life’s like this, you, | you fall, and you cr | awl, and you break |
| G | D |
| And you ta | ke what you get, and you | turn it into |
| Am7 | C |
| Honesty and promise me, I’m never gonna find you | fake it |
| G |
| You come over unannounced |
| Em |
| Dressed up like you’re somethin’ else |
| C | D |
| Where you are and where it’s | at, you see |
You’re makin’ me
| G |
| Laugh out when you strike your pose |
| Em |
| Take off all your preppy clothes |
| C | D |
| You know, you’re not foolin’ | anyone, when you become |
| C |
| Somebody else ‘round everyone else |
| Em |
| You’re | watchin’ your back like you can’t relax |
| C |
| You’re | tryin’ to be cool |
| D |
| You look like a fool to | me, tell me |
| Em | C | G |
| Why’d you have to go and make | things so compli | cated? |
| D | Em | C | G |
| I | see the way you’re | actin’ like you’re somebody | else, gets me frus | trated |
| D | Em | C |
| Life’s like this, you, | you fall, and you cr | awl, and you break |
| G | D |
| And you ta | ke what you get, and you | turn it into |
| Am7 | C |
| Honesty and promise me, I’m never gonna find you | fake it |
| G |
| Chill out, whatcha yellin’ for? |
| Em |
| Lay back It’s all been done before |
| C | D |
| And if you could only | let it be, you will see |
| C |
| Somebody else ‘round everyone else |
| Em |
| You’re | watchin’ your back like you can’t relax |
| C |
| You’re | tryin’ to be cool |
| D |
| You look like a fool to | me, tell me |
| Em | C | G |
| Why’d you have to go and make | things so compli | cated? |
| D | Em | C | G |
| I | see the way you’re | actin’ like you’re somebody | else, gets me frus | trated |
| D | Em | C |
| Life’s like this, you, | you fall, and you cr | awl, and you break |
| G | D |
| And you ta | ke what you get, and you | turn it into |
| Am7 | C |
| Honesty and promise me, I’m never gonna find you | fake it |
No no
| Em | C | G |
| Why’d you have to go and make | things so compli | cated? |
| D | Em | C | G |
| I | see the way you’re | actin’ like you’re somebody | else, gets me frus | trated |
| D | Em | C |
| Life’s like this, you, | you fall, and you cr | awl, and you break |
| G | D |
| And you ta | ke what you get, and you | turn it into |
| Am7 | C |
| Honesty and promise me, I’m never gonna find you | fake it |
| Em |
| I am flesh and I am bone |
| D | A |
| Rise | up, ting ting, like | glitter and gold |
| D | A |
| Rise | up, ting ting, like | glitter |
| Em | D | A |
| Yeah | yeah | , like g | litter and gold |
| Em | D | A |
| Yeah | yeah | , like | glitter |
| Em | D | A |
| Do you | walk in the valley of kings? | | |
| Em |
| Do you | walk in the shadow of men |
| D | A |
| Who | sold their lives to a | dream |
| Em | D | A |
| Do you p | onder the manner of things | | |
| Em | D | A |
| In the d | ark, the | dark, the dark, | the dark |
| Em |
| I am flesh and I am bone |
| D | A |
| I’ll ri | se, ting ting, like | glitter and gold |
| D | A |
| Rise | up, ting ting, like | glitter |
| Em | D | A |
| Yeah | yeah | , like g | litter and gold |
| Em | D | A |
| Yeah | yeah | , like | glitter |
| Em | D | A |
| Do you | walk in the meadow of spring? | | |
| Em |
| Do you | talk to the animals |
| D | A |
| Do you | hold their lives from a | string |
| Em | D | A |
| Do you p | onder the manner of things | | |
| Em | D | A |
| In the d | ark, the | dark, the dark, | the dark |
| Em |
| I am flesh and I am bone |
| D | A |
| I’ll ri | se, ting ting, like | glitter and gold |
| D | A |
| Rise | up, ting ting, like | glitter |
| Em |
| I am flesh and I am bone |
| D | A |
| Ari | se, ting ting, like | glitter and gold |
| Em |
| I’ve got fire in my soul |
| D | A |
| Rise | up, ting ting, like | glitter |
| Em |
| ‘Cause everybody’s in the backroom’s spinning out |
| D | A |
| Don’t remember what you’re | asking for |
| Em |
| And everybody’s in the front room’s tripping out |
| D | A |
| You left your bottle at the | door |
| Em |
| ‘Cause everybody’s in the backroom’s spinning out |
| D | A |
| Don’t remember what you’re | asking for |
| Em |
| And everybody’s in the front room’s tripping out |
| D | A |
| You left your bottle at the | door |
| Em |
| I am flesh and I am bone |
| D | A |
| I’ll ri | se, ting ting, like | glitter and gold |
| D | A |
| Rise | up, ting ting, like | glitter |
| Em | D | A |
| Yeah | yeah | , like g | litter and gold |
| Em | D | A |
| Yeah | yeah | , like | glitter |
| E |
| Well, I | walk into the room |
| A |
| Passing out | hundred dollar bills |
| E |
| And it kills, | and it thrills, like the horns on my |
| E |
| And I | buy the bar a double round of Crown |
| A |
| And | everybody’s getting down |
| E | A |
| And this town, | ain’t never gonna be the | same |
| E |
| ‘Cause I | saddle up my horse |
| A |
| And I | ride into the city |
| A |
| ‘Cause the | girls they are so pretty |
| E |
| Riding up and down Broadway |
| D | E | G | A |
| And the girls say | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| D | E | G | A |
| Everybody says | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| E | A |
| Well I | don’t give a dang about | nothing |
| E |
| I’m singing and bling- | blinging |
While the girls are drinking
| E |
| And I | wouldn’t trade ol’ Leroy |
| A |
| Or my | Chevrolet for your Escalade |
| A |
| I’m the only John Wayne | left in this town |
| E |
| And I | saddle up my horse |
| A |
| And I | ride into the city |
| A |
| ‘Cause the | girls they are so pretty |
| E |
| Riding up and down Broadway |
| D | E | G | A |
| And the girls say | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| D | E | G | A |
| Everybody says | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| E |
| I’m a | thouroughbred that’s what she said |
| A |
| In the | back of my truck bed |
| E |
| As I was g | ettin’ buzzed on suds |
| A |
| Out on | some back country road |
| E | E(b6) |
| We were | flying high, f | ine as wine |
| A | A7#9 |
| Having ourselves a | big and rich time |
| E | E(b6) | A | A7#9 |
| And I | was going, just a | bout as far as she’d | let me go | |
| A |
| Of my c | owboy reputation |
| E |
| Had me b | egging for salvation |
| E |
| So I | took her out giggin’ frogs |
| A |
| Introd | uced her to my old bird dog |
| E | A |
| And | sang her every Wilie Nelson song I could | think of |
And we made love
| E |
| And I | saddle up my horse |
| A |
| And I | ride into the city |
| A |
| ‘Cause the | girls they are so pretty |
| E |
| Riding up and down Broadway |
| D | E | G | A |
| And the girls say | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| D | E | G | A |
| Everybody says | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| D | E | G | A |
| What? What? | → | Save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| D | E | G | A |
| Everybody says | → | save a horse, | ride a | cowboy |
| A | E/G# | F#m | F#m7/E |
| Kyle | and the | kids | |
| Bm7 | E |
| Kyle’s a dad and | Charlotte’s married to him |
| A | E/G# | F#m | F#m7/E |
| And they’ve | got some | kids | |
| Bm7 | C#m7 |
| There’s | Penny, she’s going to | high school |
| D | D#dim | E |
| She’s got a | brother, her | brother’s name is | Trip |
They’re the perfect family
| A# | F/A | Gm | Gm7/F |
| Kyle | and the | kids | |
| Cm7 | F | A# |
| He | loves his wife and there’s | nothing you can | do |
| A# | F/A | Gm | Gm7/F |
| Kyle | and the | kids | |
| Cm7 | F | A# |
| Oh no, it’s gonna | be alright, | be alright oh | no |
| E | Aadd9 |
| I spent twen | ty years trying to get | out of this place |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| I was | lookin’ for something I c | ouldn’t replace |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| I was r | unnin’ away from the onl | y thing I’ve | ever known |
| E | Aadd9 |
| And like a | blind dog with | out a bone |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| I was a | gypsy lost in the tw | ilight zone |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| I | hijacked a rainbow and c | rashed into a p | ot of gold |
| C#m | Aadd9 | E |
| I’ve been there, done t | hat, I ain’t lookin’ b | ack on the seeds I’ve sown |
| G#m | Aadd9 | B |
| Saving | dimes, spending t | oo much time on the | telephone |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| E | Aadd9 |
| Who says you | can’t go home |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| There’s | only one place that call me | one of their own |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| Just a | hometown boy, b | orn a rolling | stone |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| Aadd9 |
| Who says you | can’t go back |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| Been | all around the world and as a | matter of fact |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| There’s | only one place | left I wanna | go |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| Aadd9 | F#m |
| It’s alright, it’s alright | , it’s alright, it’s alright | |
| E | Aadd9 |
| I went as | far as I could, I tried to | find a new face |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| There isn’t | one of these lines that | I would erase |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| I’ve lived a | million miles of m | emories on that | road |
| E | Aadd9 |
| Every | step I take I know that I | ’m not alone |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| You take the | home from the boy, but not the | boy from his home |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| These are my streets, the | only life I’ve | ever known |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| E | Aadd9 |
| Who says you | can’t go home |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| There’s | only one place that call me | one of their own |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| Just a | hometown boy, b | orn a rolling | stone |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| Aadd9 |
| Who says you | can’t go back |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| Been | all around the world and as a | matter of fact |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| There’s | only one place | left I wanna | go |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| Aadd9 | F#m |
| It’s alright, it’s alright | , it’s alright, it’s alright | |
| Aadd9 | E |
| It’s alright, | who says you can’t go | home |
| Aadd9 | F#m |
| It’s alright, it’s alright | , it’s alright, it’s alright | |
| Aadd9 | E |
| It’s alright, | who says you can’t go | home |
| C#m | Aadd9 | E |
| I’ve been there, done | that, I ain’t looking | back |
It’s been a long long road
| G#m | Aadd9 | B |
| Feels | like I’ve never | left, that’s how the | story goes |
| E | Aadd9 |
| It doesn’t | matter where you are, doesn’t | matter where you go |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| If it’s a | million miles away or just a | mile up the road |
| E | Aadd9 | B | E |
| Take it | in, take it | with you when you | go, who says you can’t go | home |
| E | Aadd9 |
| Who says you | can’t go home |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| There’s | only one place that call me | one of their own |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| Just a | hometown boy, b | orn a rolling | stone |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| Aadd9 |
| Who says you | can’t go back |
| F#m | Aadd9 |
| Been | all around the world and as a | matter of fact |
| E | Aadd9 | B |
| There’s | only one place | left I wanna | go |
| E |
| Who says you can’t go | home |
| A | D |
| Debbie just hit the wall, | she never had it all |
| F#m | E |
| One Prozac a day, | husband’s a CPA |
| A | D |
| Her dreams went out the door, | when she turned 24 |
| F#m | E |
| Only been with one man, | what happened to her plan |
| A | D |
| She was gonna be an actress, | she was gonna be a star |
| F#m | E |
| She was gonna shake it all, | on the hood of Whitesnake’s car |
| A | D |
| Her yellow SUV, | is now the enemy |
| F#m | E |
| Looks at her average life, | and nothing, has been, all right since |
| A | D |
| Bruce | Springsteen, Madonna, | way before Nirvana |
| F#m | G |
| There was | U2 and Blondie and | music still on MTV |
| A | D |
| Her | two kids, in high school, they | tell her that she’s uncool |
| F#m | G |
| ‘Cause | she’s still preoccupied, | with 19, 19, 1985 |
| A | D | F#m | E |
| Hoo hoo | hoo, | 1985 hoo hoo hoo | | |
| A | D |
| She’s seen all the classics, | she knows every line |
| F#m | E |
| Breakfast Club, Pretty In Pink, | Fast Times at Ridgemont High |
| A | D |
| She rocked out to Wham, | not a big Limp Bizkit fan |
| F#m | E |
| Thought she’d get a hand, | on a member of Duran Duran |
| A | D |
| Where’s the mini-skirt, | made of snakeskin |
| F#m | E |
| And who’s the other guy that’s | singing in Van Halen |
| A | D |
| When did reality, | become T.V. |
| F#m | E |
| What ever happened to, | sitcoms, game shows, on the radio |
| A | D |
| Springsteen, Madonna, | way before Nirvana |
| F#m | G |
| There was | U2 and Blondie and | music still on MTV |
| A | D |
| Her | two kids, in high school, they | tell her that she’s uncool |
| F#m | G |
| ‘Cause | she’s still preoccupied, | with 19, 19, 1985 |
| A | D |
| She hates time, | make it stop |
| F#m | E |
| Wh | en did Motley Crue become | classic rock |
| A | D |
| And when did Ozzy, | become an actor |
| F#m | E |
| Please make this | stop, stop, stop, and bring back |
| A | D |
| Springsteen, Madonna, | way before Nirvana |
| F#m | G |
| There was | U2 and Blondie and | music still on MTV |
| A | D |
| Her | two kids, in high school, they | tell her that she’s uncool |
| F#m | G |
| ‘Cause | she’s still preoccupied, | 1985 |
| A | D |
| (Bruce) | Springsteen, Madonna, | way before Nirvana |
| F#m | G |
| There was | U2 and Blondie and | music still on MTV |
| A | D |
| Her | two kids, in high school, they | tell her that she’s uncool |
| F#m | G |
| ‘Cause | she’s still preoccupied, | with 19, 19, 1985 |
| Am | Am |
| | Yeah YEAH yeah yeah yeah |
| Am | Am |
| | Yeah YEAH yeah yeah yeah |
| Am | E | Am |
| I think I | did it a | gain |
| F | E |
| I made you bel | ieve we were more than just fr | iends (oh baby) |
| Am | E | Am |
| It might | seem like a c | rush |
| F | E |
| But it doesn’t m | ean that I’m seriou | s |
| F | E |
| ‘Cause to l | ose all my se | nses |
| F | G |
| That is jus | t so typically | me |
Oh baby, baby
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops I | did it a | gain |
| G | C |
| I pl | ayed with your he | art |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops you t | hink I’m in l | ove |
| G | C |
| That I’m | sent from ab | ove |
| Am | E | Am |
| You | see my | problem is | this |
| E | Am |
| Wishing that | heroes, they truly ex | ist |
| Am | E | Am |
| I cry, | watching the | days |
| F | E |
| Can’t you see I’m a | fool in so many w | ays |
| F | E |
| ‘Cause to l | ose all my se | nses |
| F | G |
| That is jus | t so typically | me |
Oh baby, baby
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops I | did it a | gain |
| G | C |
| I pl | ayed with your he | art |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops you t | hink I’m in l | ove |
| G | C |
| That I’m | sent from ab | ove |
Britney, before you go
There's something I want you to have
Oh, it's beautiful, but wait a minute, isn't this...?
Yeah, yes it is
| F |
| But I thought the old lady dropped it |
| G |
| Into the o | cean in the end |
| Am |
| Well baby, I went down and got it for you |
Oh, you shouldn’t have
| Am | E | Am | G | C |
| Oops | I | did it a | gain to your | heart |
| G | C | E |
| Got lo | st in | this game, oh ba | by |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops | you | think that I’m |
| F | G |
| I’m n | ot that innoc | ent |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops I | did it a | gain |
| G | C | G | C |
| I pl | ayed with your he | art, got l | ost in the g | ame |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops you t | hink I’m in l | ove |
| G | C |
| That I’m | sent from ab | ove |
| Am | Am |
| Baby, can’t you see, | I’m calling |
| Am | Am |
| A guy like you, | should wear a warning |
| C | E7 | Am |
| It’s dangerous, | I’m fallin’ | |
| Am | Am |
| There’s no escape, | I can’t wait |
| Am | Am |
| I need a hit, | baby, give me it |
| C | E7 | Am |
| You’re dangerous, | I’m lovin’ it | |
| Am | Am |
| Too high, can’t come down, | losing my head |
| Am |
| Spinning | ’round and ‘round |
| C | E7 | Am |
| | Do you feel me now | |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of your lips I’m | on a ride |
| F7 | E7 |
| You’re toxic, | I’m slipping under |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of a poison p | aradise |
| F7 | E7 |
| I’m add | icted to you, don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| Am | C | F7 | E7 |
| | And I | love what you do, don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| Am | Am |
| It’s getting late, | to give you up |
| Am | Am |
| I took a sip, | from my devil’s cup |
| C | E7 | Am |
| Slowly, | it’s taking over me | |
| Am | Am |
| Too high, | can’t come down |
| Am | Am |
| It’s in the air, and it’s | all around |
| C | E7 | Am |
| | Can you feel me now | |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of your lips I’m | on a ride |
| F7 | E7 |
| You’re toxic, | I’m slipping under |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of a poison p | aradise |
| F7 | E7 |
| I’m a | ddicted to you, don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| Am | C | F7 | E7 |
| | And I | love what you do, don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| Am | C | F7 | E7 |
| | | Don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of your lips I’m | on a ride |
| F7 | E7 |
| You’re toxic, | I’m slipping under |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of a poison parad | ise |
| F7 | E7 |
| I’m add | icted to you, don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of your lips I’m | on a ride |
| F7 | E7 |
| You’re toxic, | I’m slipping under |
| Am | C |
| With a | taste of a poison parad | ise |
| F7 | E7 |
| I’m add | icted to you, don’t you | know that you’re toxic |
| E |
| Well I | thought I heard the captain say |
Tomorrow is our sailing day
| E |
| Soon as the boat was clear of the bar |
He knocked me down with the end of a spar
| E |
| If I’d been a rich man’s son |
| B7 |
| I’d s | it on the river and watch it run |
| G |
| Well, | I wish I was Mr. Gates |
They’d haul my money in in crates
| E |
| Well, | forty days and nights at sea |
Captain worked every last dollar out of me
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me or go to jail
| E |
| I was walk | ing down the street |
| G |
| When out the co | rner of my eye |
| A | G | D |
| I saw a pr | etty little thing approaching me | → | |
| E |
| She said I’ve n | ever seen a man |
| A | G | D |
| And could you us | e a little company | → | |
| E |
| And if you p | ay the right price |
| G |
| Your ev | ening will be nice |
| A | G | D |
| And you can | go and send me on my way | → | |
| E |
| I said you’re su | ch a sweet young thing |
| G |
| Oh why you | do this to yourself |
| A | G | D |
| She lo | oked at me, and t | his is what she sa | id |
| E | G | A | D |
| Oh, there a | in’t no rest for the wi | cked → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| M | oney don’t grow on trees | → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| I got b | ills to pay, I got mouths | to feed → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| There ain’t n | othing in this world for free | → | → | |
| E |
| Oh no I | can’t slow down |
| G | A | D |
| I can’t | hold back → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Though you k | now, I wish I could | → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Oh, no there a | in’t no rest for the wi | cked → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Until we | close our eyes for good | → | → | |
| E |
| Not even f | ifteen minutes later |
| G |
| I’m still walki | ng down the street |
| A | G | D |
| When-I-saw the s | hadow of a man creep out of sight | → | |
| E |
| Then he s | wept up from behind |
| G |
| And put a g | un up to my head |
| A | G | D |
| He made it c | lear he wasn’t looking for a fight | → | |
| E |
| He said g | ive me all you’ve got |
| G |
| I want your m | oney not your life |
| A | G | D |
| But if you t | ry to make a move I won’t think twice | → | |
| E |
| I told him y | ou can have my cash |
| G |
| But first you k | now I got to ask |
| A | G | D |
| What made you w | ant to live this kind of life | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| He said there a | in’t no rest for the wi | cked → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| M | oney don’t grow on trees | → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| I got b | ills to pay, I got mouths | to feed → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| There ain’t n | othing in this world for free | → | → | |
| E |
| Oh no I | can’t slow down |
| G | A | D |
| I can’t | hold back → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Though you k | now, I wish I could | → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Oh, no there a | in’t no rest for the wi | cked → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Until we | close our eyes for good | → | → | |
| E |
| Well now a co | uple hours passed |
| G |
| And I was sitti | ng at my house |
| A | G | D |
| The day was | winding down and coming to an end | → | |
| E |
| And so I turne | d on the TV |
| G |
| And flipped it | over to the news |
| A | G | D |
| And what I s | aw I almost couldn’t comprehend | → | |
| E |
| I saw a | preacher man in cuffs |
| G |
| He’d taken | money from the church |
| A | G | D |
| He’d stuffed his | bank account with righteous dollar bills | → | |
| E |
| But even s | till I can’t say much |
| G |
| Because I | know we’re all the same |
| A | G | D |
| Oh yes we al | l seek out to satisfy those thrills | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| You know there a | in’t no rest for the wi | cked → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| M | oney don’t grow on trees | → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| We got b | ills to pay, we got mouths | to feed → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| There ain’t n | othing in this world for free | → | → | |
| E |
| Oh no we | can’t slow down |
| G | A | D |
| We can’t | hold back → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Though you k | now, we wish we could | → | → | |
| E | G | A | D |
| Oh, no there a | in’t no rest for the wi | cked → | → | |
| E |
| Until we | close our eyes for good |
| G |
| And then the hiss of the | air brakes |
| C |
| On the twenty-two F | illmore |
| G |
| I roll over and l | ook at you |
| C |
| You’re breathing q | uietly |
| Am |
| In the silent d | ust fall |
| C |
| I can’t take my e | yes away |
| Am |
| Suddenly yours o | pen up |
| C |
| And a brand new d | ay begins |
| Bm7 | Am7 |
| Bm7 | Am7 |
| Bm7 | Am7 |
| C | D |
| G |
| The breeze is blowing like w | inter |
| C |
| On the corner by the b | us stop |
| Am |
| In my hand-me-down p | ea coat |
| C |
| You put your hands in m | ine |
| G |
| I try to light up a c | igarette |
| C |
| But these matches are w | orthless |
| Am |
| Between you and these d | amn things |
| C | D |
| I don’t stand a c | hance | |
| G |
| So we walk up to M | ission Street |
| C |
| All the way up to M | ission Street |
| Am |
| And I may have to | kiss you |
| C |
| For the rest of my l | ife |
| Bm | Am |
| All the days when you were w | orking far away |
| Bm | Am |
| I’m as empty as a g | love |
| Bm | Am |
| You fill me up when you ret | urn and I can say |
| C | D |
| That I f | eel a certain purpose in your l | ove |
| G |
| And then the hiss of the | air brakes |
| C |
| On the twenty-two F | illmore |
| G |
| I roll over and l | ook at you |
| C |
| You’re breathing q | uietly |
| Am |
| And a | ll I know is all I know |
| C |
| As long as | I can breathe |
| Am |
| Out o | n a limb that was too thin |
| C |
| And I | ’m already fallin’ for you |
| Am |
| Sometimes it all gets so dull |
| Am |
| Sometimes drivin’ the long way home |
| Em |
| Is a | ll the excitement I can take |
| Am |
| Sometimes this box I’m trapped inside |
| Em |
| It’s like cardboard in the rain |
| Am |
| One good kick would tear it down |
| Em |
| It’s j | ust too damn hard to explain |
| Am |
| Some kinds of pain well they don’t go away |
| Em | Am |
| Some well they mellow with t | ime |
| Em |
| Some kinds of agony block out the sun |
| Am | Em |
| And they | leave you so numb you go b | lind |
| Am |
| Then there’s the hurt that starts deep in your guts |
| Em | Am |
| And it | crawls like a germ through your v | eins |
| Am |
| Lets you just walk around year after year |
| Em | Am |
| Till | one day you wake up and s | ing |
| D | Am | B7 | E |
| I’m gonna d | o me, | some screamin’ and s | houtin’ |
| D | Am | Em |
| I’m gonna | call it a s | ong, hey |
| Am |
| Some kinds of pain well they don’t go away |
| Em | Am |
| Some well they mellow with t | ime |
| Em |
| Some kinds of agony block out the sun |
| Am | Em |
| And they | leave you so numb you go b | lind |
| Am |
| Then there’s the hurt that starts deep in your guts |
| Em | Am |
| And it | crawls like a germ through your v | eins |
| Am |
| Lets you just walk around year after year |
| Em | Am |
| Till | one day you wake up and s | ing |
| D | Am | B7 | E |
| I’m gonna d | o me, | some punchin’ and k | ickin’ |
| D | Am | Em | Am |
| I’m gonna c | all it a d | ance | |
| D | Am | B7 | E |
| I’m gonna d | o me, | some screamin’ and s | houtin’ |
| D | Am | Em | Am |
| I’m gonna | call it... | a s | ong |
| A |
| You can’t tell a man by his shoes |
| E |
| You can’t tell a man by his shoes |
| A | D | A |
| You can tell a man by the c | ompany he c | hoose |
| A | D | A |
| But y | ou can’t tell a | man by his s | hoes, lord lord |
| A | E7 | A |
| A | man ain’t n | othing but a m | an |
| A |
| You can’t tell a man by his church |
| E |
| You can’t tell a man by his church |
| A | D | A |
| You can tell a many by his c | hoices here on E | arth |
| A | D | A |
| But y | ou can’t tell a | man by his c | hurch, lord lord |
| A | E7 | A |
| A m | an ain’t n | othing but a m | an, aw come on |
| A |
| You can’t tell a man by his gun |
| E7 |
| You can’t tell a man by his gun |
| A | D | A |
| You can tell a man by the a | ctions of his s | on |
| A | D | A |
| But y | ou can’t tell a m | an by his g | un, lord lord |
| A | E7 | A |
| A | man ain’t n | othing but a m | an |
| A |
| You can’t tell a man by his song |
| E |
| You can’t tell a man by his song |
| A | D | A |
| He may s | ing some pretty words but he m | ay not live al | ong |
| A | D | A |
| You can’t tell a m | an by his s | ong, lord lord |
| A | E | A |
| A | man ain’t n | othing but a m | an, alright |
| A | E | A |
| A | man ain’t n | othing but a m | an |
| D | A |
| Woke in a sweat, want to | hold you |
| D | G |
| Open a vein, | walls closing in |
| D | G |
| Running on icy hillsides, | sliding on razor glass |
| D | G | A |
| Struggle to | surface once aga | in |
| D | A |
| Chattering t | eeth, shuddering kne | es |
| G |
| It’s my disa | ster, it’s my disease |
| D | A |
| We all gotta s | leep, but I gotta sl | eep |
| G |
| Through my chattering te | eth |
| D | A |
| I went to the doctor, and she t | old me |
| D | G |
| Take two of these shiny tiny ta | blets every night |
| D | G |
| When I did I fell down i | n a well so dark |
| D | G | A |
| That I’m n | ever, never g | onna find a lig | ht |
| D | A |
| Chattering t | eeth, shuddering kne | es |
| G |
| It’s my disa | ster, it’s my disease |
| D | A |
| We all gotta s | leep, but I gotta sl | eep |
| G |
| Through my chattering te | eth |
| D | A | G |
| Naked as a n | ewborn baby, b | roken-hearted going crazy |
| D | A | G |
| Shaking like a j | unkie in a f | ilm by Gus Van Sant |
| D | A | G |
| I can hear ‘em w | hirrin’ and ringin’, | in my ears and so I’m singin’ |
| D | A | G |
| Tunelessly and r | avin’ and I r | ant |
| D | A |
| This is the last time, like I t | old you |
| D | G |
| I’ll be in for just a y | ear and seven months |
| D | G |
| In an hour I’ll be r | ight back where we started |
| D | G | A |
| So I’ll catch you, and I’ll p | ush you all at o | nce |
Chattering teeth, shuddering knees
It's my disaster, it's my disease
We all gotta sleep, but I gotta sleep
Through my chattering teeth
| D | A |
| Chattering t | eeth, shuddering kne | es |
| G |
| It’s my disa | ster, it’s my disease |
| D | A |
| We all gotta s | leep, but I gotta sl | eep |
| G |
| Through my chattering te | eth |
| D | A | G |
| Naked as a n | ewborn baby, b | roken-hearted going crazy |
| D | A | G |
| Shaking like a j | unkie in a f | ilm by Gus Van Sant |
| D | A | G |
| I can hear ‘em w | hirrin’ and ringin’, | in my ears and so I’m singin’ |
| D | A | G |
| Tunelessly and r | avin’ and I r | ant |
| E | D | C |
| It’s impossible to d | o, improbable to fe | el |
| A | E |
| Confuses me no e | nd, the message it s | ends |
| C | A |
| Shouldn’t not come t | o, the end of a good t | rend |
| Em | D |
| I’m okay now you’re n | ot afraid to dream |
| A | E |
| New things in life so | quickly it seems |
| Em | D |
| Lie awake and have a | nother cup of tea |
| A | E |
| From a place with no wa | ter |
| E | D |
| Time goes by so fast, it’s t | ime |
| E | D |
| Comfort and beauty could surro | und |
| Em | D |
| I’m okay now you’re n | ot afraid to dream |
| A | E |
| New things in life so | quickly it seems |
| Em | D |
| Lie awake and have a | nother cup of tea |
| A | E |
| From a place with no wa | ter |
| Em | D |
| I’m okay now you’re n | ot afraid to dream |
| A | E |
| New things in life so | quickly it seems |
| Em | D |
| Lie awake and have a | nother cup of tea |
| A | E |
| Just make sure that there’s no wa | ter |
| E | D |
| Where, did your dreams g | o |
| C |
| You weren’t afraid to dream and fl | ow |
| A | E |
| Now it merely s | eems, impossible in d | reams |
| D |
| I need a chord that sounds like h | ow |
| C | A |
| How I feel impossibl | y, change improbab | ly, a possibility |
| Em | D |
| I’m okay now you’re n | ot afraid to dream |
| A | E |
| New things in life so | quickly it seems |
| Em | D |
| Lie awake and have a | nother cup of tea |
| A | E |
| From a place with no wa | ter |
| G | C | G |
| In the d | ark, I could s | ee our lives impro | ving |
| C | G |
| I could | see a brighter f | uture |
| D |
| And some r | oads that weren’t so rough |
| G | C | G |
| In the | dark, I beli | eve just what you to | ld me |
| C | G |
| I was | trusting like the k | ind of fool |
| D |
| Who | thinks love is enough |
| C |
| Now I’ve seen the truth |
| G | C |
| And the | light is almost b | linding |
| C |
| All the lies you told me |
| D |
| Are the | ones that I believe |
| C |
| Wish you could leave me |
| Em | C |
| In my | ignorance and d | arkness |
| D | G |
| To the w | ays I was dece | ived |
| C | G | C | G | D | D |
| C | C | Em | C | C | C | D | D |
| G |
|
| G | C | G |
| In the d | ark, it was e | asier to l | ove you |
| C | G | D |
| Al | l I had to d | o was hold my f | ingers on my eyes |
| G | C | G |
| In the d | ark, well it c | ouldn’t last fore | ver |
| C | G | D |
| After every d | arkest night some s | unlight’s gotta rise |
| C |
| Now I’ve seen the truth |
| G | C |
| And the | light is almost b | linding |
| C |
| All the lies you told me |
| D |
| Are the | ones that I believe |
| C |
| Wish you could leave me |
| Em | C |
| In my | ignorance and d | arkness |
| D | G |
| To the w | ays I was dece | ived |
| C | G | C | G | D | D |
| C | C | Em | C | C | C | D | G |
| | | | | | | | |
| A | Bm |
| The m | an I learned to c | all my daddy |
| A | Bm |
| Leaving | mom and me a | lone |
| A | Bm |
| ‘Cause | I had ears and a | rms to shoulder |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Half the ball of s | orrow that she c | ould not roll a | lone |
| G | D |
| I grew up and s | he grew old |
| G | D |
| Sudden as a s | nap of cold |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| There was nothing | left to hold me u | nder any m | ore |
| G | D |
| When s | he last had a l | ook at me |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| But t | his invisib | ility is w | hat I’m looking f | or |
| A | Bm |
| When A | ngeline and I | got married |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| She was everyt | hing I thought that | I could ever w | ant |
| G | D |
| I never thought I’d s | ee a sunrise |
| A | Bm |
| Without her right t | here beside me |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Until I woke on M | ay fourteenth in n | ineteen-nine-n | ine |
| G | D |
| I looked at her s | leeping form |
| G | D |
| Cursed the day that | I was born |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Cursed my mama and my p | a, and | walked out of the | door |
| G | D |
| I don’t know what m | ade me go |
| G | D |
| Something hard as f | rozen snow |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| In my chest and i | n my soul that | keeps me movin’ o | n |
| G | D |
| I don’t have the a | nswers |
| G | D/F# | E | A | Bm |
| Give me r | oom to s | tretch my legs and | wander for a f | ew |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| I’ll come back by e | vening and I’ll t | ell you what I’ve l | earned |
| G | D/F# | E | A | Bm |
| Or s | imply v | anish i | n the fog, n | ever to ret | urn |
| G | D/F# | E | A | Bm |
| Or s | imply v | anish i | n the fog, n | ever to ret | urn |
| G | D/F# | E | A | Bm |
| Or s | imply v | anish i | n the fog, n | ever to ret | urn |
| G | D/F# | E | A | Bm |
| Or s | imply v | anish i | n the fog, n | ever to ret | urn |
| G | Em |
| I | think I got your n | umber |
| G | Em |
| And I | know that you’ve got m | ine |
| G | Em |
| If you | chance a dance with s | omeone else |
| A7 |
| Everyt | hing’ll work out fine |
| G | Em |
| You got | steely concentra | tion |
| G | Em |
| And a | disaffected a | ir |
| G | Em |
| The | quarry you are loa | ded for |
| A7 |
| Just | doesn’t have a prayer |
| G | D | G | D |
| A c | old wind is b | lowin’ outs | ide the bar to | night |
| G | D | G | D |
| There’s n | o way of k | nowin’ if the ga | me is in your si | ght |
| Em | D | G | Em |
| Lookin’ round this r | oom right now, your c | hances look al | right |
| Em | D | C | G |
| And I’m t | hinking that you w | on’t be going h | ome alone toni | ght |
| G | Em |
| There’s | bourbon in a b | ottle |
| G | Em |
| And there’s M | iller in a c | an |
| G | Em | A7 |
| Any o | ne of these fine m | en would gladly p | ut one in your hand |
| G | Em |
| You can | place them as you w | ant them |
| G | Em |
| Stand ‘em u | p into a l | ine |
| G | Em | A7 |
| Just | know that there are f | orty minutes l | eft ‘til closing time |
| G | D | G | D |
| A c | old wind is b | lowin’ outs | ide the bar to | night |
| G | D | G | D |
| There’s n | o way of k | nowin’ if the ga | me is in your si | ght |
| Em | D | G | Em |
| Lookin’ round this r | oom right now, your c | hances look allllll | right |
| Em | D | C |
| And I’m t | hinking that you w | on’t be going h | ome |
| G | Em |
| Alone toni | iiiiiiiight | |
| C |
| Assuming that they ever d | o |
| G |
| Truth be told I | don’t know |
| D |
| I still have a st | ubborn few |
| C |
| It’s not as though I never t | ried |
| G |
| But I still have a w | ays to go |
| D |
| Every slip is not a s | lide |
| C |
| I was waiting for the b | armaid |
| G | G7 |
| At the ending of her s | hift | |
| C |
| Though she knew how much I h | ad |
| D |
| She still asked me for a l | ift |
| C |
| She had a smolder in her e | yes |
| G | G7 |
| I couldn’t make myself i | gnore | |
| C |
| So I told her all the l | ies |
| D |
| I used so many times befo | re |
| C |
| Assuming that they ever d | o |
| G |
| Truth be told I | don’t know |
| D |
| I still have a st | ubborn few |
| C |
| It’s not as though I never t | ried |
| G |
| But I still have a w | ays to go |
| D |
| Every slip is not a s | lide |
| G | C | G |
| But old ways die s | low → | → | |
| C |
| Lord take some p | ity on me |
| Gmaj7 |
| If you’re anywhere to h | ear |
| C |
| If the heavens are not e | mpty |
| Gmaj7 |
| If you’re someone I should f | ear |
| C |
| Reach down and c | hange me |
| Gmaj7 |
| I can’t do it on my o | wn |
| D |
| I’ve reaped up everything I’ve s | own |
And now I’m weary to the bone
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Take me out beyo | nd the blinking y | ellow traffic light |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Where the moon gets t | angled in the t | rees |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Lay your daddy’s a | rmy blanket o | ut across the grass |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Scoot in close and t | ell me what you n | eed |
| Cadd9 | D | D | G | Em | C |
| Hold o | n t | ight, d | on’t l | et g | o |
| G | C | Am7 | G |
| The s | pinning w | orld will sh | ove you if you d | on’t |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| We both know your m | other doesn’t r | eally care for me |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| You don’t care for h | er so there you g | o |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| All I know is w | hen you’re tucked in t | ight against my legs |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| There ain’t n | othing else I r | eally need to k | now |
| C | D | D | G | Em | C |
| Hold o | n t | ight, d | on’t l | et g | o |
| G | C | Am | G | G7 |
| The s | pinning w | orld will sh | ove you if you d | on’t | |
| C | D | D | G | Em | C |
| Hold o | n t | ight, | it’ll b | e alr | ight |
| G | C | Am | G |
| You don’t e | ver h | ave to be a | lone |
| Em | A |
| So hungry, | so thirsty |
| Fmaj7 | G |
| We could just cons | ume each other |
| Em | A |
| So desperate, | so lonely |
| Fmaj7 | G |
| All we’ve got is o | ne another |
| Em | A |
| So helpless, | so homely |
| Fmaj7 | G |
| Beating down our ow | n defenses |
| Em | A |
| So take me, | I’ll take you |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Take me out beyo | nd the blinking y | ellow traffic light |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Where the moon gets t | angled in the t | rees |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Lay your daddy’s a | rmy blanket o | ut across the grass |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| Scoot in close and t | ell me what you n | eed |
| C | D | D | G | Em | C |
| Hold o | n t | ight, d | on’t l | et g | o |
| G | C | Am | G | G7 |
| The s | pinning w | orld will sh | ove you if you d | on’t | |
| C | D | D | G | Em | C |
| Hold o | n t | ight, | it’ll b | e alr | ight |
| G | C | Am | G |
| You don’t e | ver h | ave to be a | lone |
| G | C | Am | G | C | G |
| You don’t e | ver h | ave to be al | one | | |
| Am | G |
| Ri | ght now he’s | probably slow dancing with a |
| Fsus2 | E7 |
| B | leach blond tramp and sh | e’s probably getting frisky |
| Am | G | Fsus2 |
| Ri | ght now he’s prob | ably buying her some f | ruity little |
| E7 |
| Drink cause she ca | n’t shoot whiskey |
| Am | G | Fsus2 |
| Ri | ght now he | ’s probably up behind her with a | pool stick |
| E7 | F |
| Showing her h | ow to shoot a combo | |
| F | Am |
| I | dug my key int | o the side of his |
| F | Am |
| Pretty little souped-up four | -wheel drive |
| F | Am | E7 |
| Carv | ed my name i | nto his leather s | eats |
| F | Am |
| I took a | Louisville slugger t | o both head lights |
| F | Am |
| Slashed a hole in a | ll four tires |
| F | E7 | Am |
| Maybe next time he’ll t | hink before he | cheats |
| Am | G |
| R | ight now she’s | probably up singing some |
| Fsus2 | E7 |
| Whi | te-trashed version of Sha | nia karaoke |
| Am | G |
| R | ight now sh | e’s probably saying I’m drunk |
| Fsus2 | E7 |
| And he’s a-thinking that he’s go | nna get lucky |
| Am | G |
| R | ight now he’s pro | bably dabbing on |
| Fsus2 | E7 | F |
| Three | dollars worth of that ba | throom polo | |
| E7 |
| Oh and he don’t | know, oh |
| F | Am |
| That I | dug my key int | o the side of his |
| F | Am |
| Pretty little souped-up four | -wheel drive |
| F | Am | E7 |
| Carv | ed my name in | to his leather s | eats |
| F | Am |
| I took a | Louisville slugger t | o both head lights |
| F | Am |
| Slashed a hole in a | ll four tires |
| F | E7 | Am |
| Maybe next time he’ll t | hink before he | cheats |
| C | G | Fsus2 | G |
| I might have sa | ved a little trouble for the n | ext girl | |
| F | E7 |
| Cause the n | ext time that he cheats | |
| Am |
| Oh you know it won’t be on | me |
| Am | G | Fsus2 | E7 |
| Am | G | Fsus2 | E7 |
| Oh not on | me | | | |
| F | Am |
| ‘Cause I | dug my key int | o the side of his |
| F | Am |
| Pretty little souped-up four | -wheel drive |
| F | Am | E7 |
| Carv | ed my name in | to his leather s | eats |
| F | Am |
| I took a | Louisville slugger t | o both head lights |
| F | Am |
| Slashed a hole in a | ll four tires |
| F | E7 | D |
| Maybe next time he’ll t | hink before he | cheats |
| F | E7 | Am |
| Maybe next time he’ll t | hink before he | cheats |
| D | G | D | Asus4 | A |
| D | D7 | G/B | Gm/Bb | D | A | D |
| | | | | | | |
| G |
| S | o cute with fuzzy hair |
| D | A |
| Once upon a time I was so | nice |
| D | D7 |
| Now I’m | loved and hugged no | more |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And I’m | stuck here at this | store |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| And | nine ninety- | nine is my new | price | | |
| G |
| All | glossy black and brown |
| D | A |
| In a | high-rise apartment oh so f | ancy |
| D | D7 |
| But I | lost my button | eye |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And be | gan to slowly | die |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| And | now it’s up to | you to bring me | mercy | | |
| D |
| This | little soul of mine |
| D |
| And | if you’ve got some thread |
| D | D7 |
| I’m | torn, old, and | pale |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And | I am for | sale |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| What I need is | for someone to | pick me | | |
| D |
| I was | put out with the trash |
| D | A |
| Torn dirty and clean out of | luck |
| D | D7 |
| But the | garbage men were | kind |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And they | sewed up my be | hind |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| And | put me on the | grill of their | truck | | |
| D |
| I lived there for a year |
| D | A |
| ‘Ti | l one day I fell underneath the | tires |
| D | D7 |
| Now the | only single | way |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| I’ll go | home with you | today |
| D | A |
| Is if you’re | desperate for a | doll |
| D | G | D |
| That’s sick and | tired | | |
| D |
| This | little soul of mine |
| D |
| And | if you’ve got some thread |
| D | D7 |
| I’m | torn old and | pale |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And | I am for | sale |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| What I need is | for someone to | pick me | | |
| D |
| But | that’s just what you did |
| G |
| You | saved me little kid |
| D | A |
| You | saw that I had stories left to | tell |
| D | D7 |
| Now your | mom is getting | used to a |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| Al | though she is con | fused by a |
| D | A | D |
| Slightly stinky | old bear | smell |
| D |
| This | little soul of mine |
| D |
| And | if you’ve got some thread |
| D | D7 |
| I’m | torn old and | pale |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And | I am for | sale |
| D | A |
| What I need is | for someone |
| D | A |
| What I need is | for someone |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| What I need is | for someone to | pick me | | |
| A | A/G |
| Every day is so | wonderful |
| F#m | F |
| Then sudden | ly, it’s hard to | breathe |
| A | A/G |
| Now and then I get | insecure |
| F#m | F |
| From all the | pain, I’m so a | shamed |
| D9 | Bm7 |
| I am beautiful no | matter what they say |
| A | A/G | F#m |
| Words can’t | bring me d | own |
| D9 | Bm7 |
| I am beautiful in | every single way |
| A | A/G | F#m |
| Yes, | words can’t | bring me d | own, oh no |
| Bm7 | A |
| So don’t you bring me down to | day |
| A | A/G |
| To all your friends you’re de | lirious |
| F#m | F |
| So con | sumed in all you | r doom |
| A | A/G |
| Trying hard to fill the | emptiness |
| F#m | F |
| The pieces | gone, left the puzzle u | ndone, is that the way it is? |
| D9 | Bm7 |
| ‘Cause you are beautiful no | matter what they say |
| A | A/G | F#m |
| Words can’t | bring you d | own, oh no |
| D9 | Bm7 |
| ‘Cause you are beautiful in | every single way |
| A | A/G | F#m |
| Yes, | words can’t | bring you d | own, oh no |
| Bm7 |
| So don’t you bring me down today |
| A | A/G |
| No matter what we d | o |
| F#m |
| No matter what we | say |
| F |
| We’re the song inside the t | une full of beautiful mistakes |
| A | A/G |
| And everywhere we g | o |
| F#m |
| The sun will always sh | ine |
| F |
| And tomorrow we might wa | ke up on the other side |
| D9 | Bm7 |
| ‘Cause we are beautiful no | matter what they say |
| A | A/G | F#m |
| Yes, | words won’t | bring us d | own, oh no |
| D9 | Bm7 |
| We are beautiful in | every single way |
| A | A/G | F#m |
| Yes, | words can’t | bring us d | own, oh no |
| Bm7 | A |
| So don’t you bring me down | today |
| A | A/G | F#m | F |
| | | | Don’t you bring me down |
| A |
| Don’t you bring me down today | |
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[Em] [B7] [C] [B7sus4] [B7] [Am] [Am/G] [B7]
After all you put me through, you'd think I despise you
But in the end I want to thank you 'cause you made me that much stronger
| Em | G |
| I | thought I knew | you thinking |
| Em | G |
| I guess | I couldn’t | trust called your bluff |
| D | Em |
| Time is | up ‘cause I’ve had e | nough |
| Em | G |
| You were | there by my | side always |
| Em | G |
| But your | joy ride just | came down in flames |
| D | Em |
| ‘Cause your | greed sold me out of | shame |
Mmmm...
| Am |
| After all of the stealing and cheating |
You probably think that I hold resentment for
| G | Em | G | Em |
| You | no no | | you’re wrong |
| Am |
| ‘Cause if it wasn’t for all that you tried to do |
| C | D | B |
| I wouldn’t know just | how capable I | am to pull through |
| C | B |
| So I | wanna say | thank you |
| Em | D/F# |
| ‘Cause it | makes me that much | stronger |
| G | Am |
| Makes me work a little bit | harder |
| C | B7 |
| It | makes me that much | wiser |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | D/F# |
| Made me learn a little bit | faster |
| G | Am |
| Made my skin a little bit | thicker |
| C | B7 |
| It | makes me that much | smarter |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | G |
| Never | saw it com | ing, all of |
| Em | G |
| Just so | you could cash | in on a good thing |
| D | Em |
| Bef | ore I realized your | game |
| Em | G |
| I heard | you’re going ‘ | round playing |
| Em | G |
| But don’t | even be | gin feeling |
| Em |
| ‘Cause you dug your own | grave, uh huh |
| Am |
| After all of the fights and the lies |
Yes you wanted to harm me but
| G | Em |
| That won’t work any | more | |
| G | Em |
| Uh, no more, | oh no, | it’s over |
| Am |
| ‘Cause if it wasn’t for all of your torture |
| C | D |
| I | wouldn’t know how to | be this way now |
| C | B |
| So | I wanna say | thank you |
| Em | D/F# |
| ‘Cause it | makes me that much | stronger |
| G | Am |
| Makes me work a little bit | harder |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | wiser |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | D/F# |
| Made me learn a little bit | faster |
| G | Am |
| Made my skin a little bit | thicker |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | smarter |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | B7 | C |
| How could this | man I thought I | knew turn out to |
| B7 | Am | Am/G |
| Be | unjust so cruel | could only see | the good in |
| B7 |
| You | pretended not to see the truth |
| Em | B7 | C |
| You tried to | hide your lies dis | guise yourself |
| B7 | Am | Am/G |
| Through | living in denial | but in the | end you’ll see |
| Em | D/F# |
| I am a | fighter and I |
| C | B7 |
| There is no | turning back |
| Em | D/F# |
| ‘Cause it | makes me that much | stronger |
| G | Am |
| Makes me work a little bit | harder |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | wiser |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | D/F# |
| Made me learn a little bit | faster |
| G | Am |
| Made my skin a little bit | thicker |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | smarter |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| C | D |
| I | guess I’m pleased to | meet you or maybe I’ve |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Seen you | somewhere be | fore | |
| C | D |
| And | all that friendly | smalltalk that everyone |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Knows just | leads to the | door | |
| C | D | G |
| So | let’s both look at the | carpet, or “such a nice | view” |
| Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Or “when will it | rain?” | |
| C | D | G |
| And when the coffee is | gone you’ll get back in your | car |
| Am7 | G | Am7 |
| I’ll get | back on the | train |
| G | Am7 | G |
| ‘Cause | I don’t want to | change your | life |
| G | Am7 | G | D | C |
| And | you don’t want to | ruin | mine | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 | E |
| So | let’s do what we | both know is | right | |
| C | D7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And | save this for a | nother time | | | | |
| C | D7 |
| A | nother thanks I’m | doing fine |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | C | D |
| | | | | | | | → | |
| C | D | G |
| But | nine or ten exits | later your radio’s | on |
| Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And your | windows are | down | |
| C | D |
| And you’re | singing along with the | Beatles and smiling |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Rem | embering a | night on the | town | |
| C | D |
| And as I | fall asleep at the | station |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| On a | train that’s | pulling | away | |
| C | D |
| I’m | humming along with the | engines |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| A beautiful | end to a | beautiful | day | |
| G | Am7 | G |
| ‘Cause | I don’t want to | change your | life |
| G | Am7 | G | D | C |
| And | you don’t want to | ruin | mine | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 | E |
| So | let’s do what we | both know is | right | |
| C | D7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And | save this for a | nother time | | | | |
| C | D7 |
| A | nother thanks I’m | doing fine |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | C | D |
| | | | | | | | → | |
| C | D | Em7 | D | C | D |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| | | | | | | | |
| G | Am7 | G |
| ‘Cause | I don’t want to | change your | life |
| G | Am7 | G | D | C |
| And | you don’t want to | ruin | mine | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 | E |
| So | let’s do what we | both know is | right | |
| C | D7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And | save this for a | nother time | | | | |
| C | D | G |
| Another | empty sheet hung | on a line | |
| C | D | G |
| A | nother misde | meanor crime | |
| C | D | G | Am7 | G |
| A | nother thanks I’m | doing fine | | | |
| A | B/A | C/A | B/A | A | B/A | C/A | B/A |
| | | | | | | | |
| A | B/A |
| Why don’t you tell me | one more time |
| C/A | B/A |
| About | everything I have that you ain’t | got |
| A | B/A |
| Or how ‘bout if you ever | call me again |
| C/A | B/A |
| I’ll hang | up on you right on the spo | t |
| A | E |
| Bec | ause I cared I wound up here | drinking and crying alone |
| A | AMm9 |
| So I | left you there got | new clothes new hair |
| B/A |
| Don’t even | pick up the phone when you call |
| A | E |
| So now I’m | sailing an ocean of | good times |
| AMm9 |
| I got the sun and the waves and the | wind in my face |
| E |
| And that’s | already everything you’re not |
| A | B/A |
| Why don’t you call me | one more time |
| C/A | B/A |
| To say how | sorry you are that we ain’t | friends |
| A | B/A |
| Or how we should get | together some time |
| C/A | B/A |
| And see | what we can to make amends | ? |
| A |
| Well you would | scream and yell and raise some hell |
| E |
| And make me | feel like it was all on me |
| A | AMm9 |
| So | I got myself together got a | new car new space |
| B/A | E |
| I’d | love to have you over but now | you’ve been replaced |
| A | E |
| So now I’m | sailing an ocean of | good times |
| AMm9 |
| I got the sun and the waves and the | wind in my face |
| E |
| And that’s | already everything you’re not |
| A | B/A | C/A | B/A | A | B/A | C/A | B/A |
| | | | | | | | |
| A | B/A |
| Now every time I | see you around |
| C/A | B/A |
| You | act like it’s still just you and | me |
| A | AMm6 |
| Well now i’m sailing this ship | solo honey |
| B/A |
| And I can | finally say there’s somewhere else that |
| A | E |
| So now I’m | sailing an ocean of | good times |
| AMm9 |
| I got the sun and the waves and the | wind in my face |
| E |
| And that’s | already everything you’re not |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| I met | James | Ellis on a |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Train in | to Man | hattan |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| He said he | had to | see just |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | G |
| One | more Rangers | game |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| I left | James | Ellis on a |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Platform | at Grand | Central |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| Never | knowing | why this | trip would be the |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Last | James Ellis | made |
| Cmaj7 |
| You try to know someone |
| Fmaj7 |
| You learn his name and look at |
| Am | Fmaj7 | G6 |
| Pictures of his | family and his | yard |
| Cmaj7 |
| You share your world with him |
| Fmaj7 |
| Inside the Lincoln Tunnel |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| And you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| Me | lissa | met me on a |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Train out | side of | Boston |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| She | said she | liked me and would |
| C1 | D11 | G |
| Call me | up some | time |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| If Mel | issa | ever called the |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Number | that I | gave her |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| She | wouldn’t | unders | tand why it wasn’t |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| My voice | on the | line |
| Cmaj7 |
| You try to know someone |
| Fmaj7 |
| You learn her name and look at |
| Am | Fmaj7 | G6 |
| Pictures of her | family and her | yard |
| Cmaj7 |
| You share your world with her |
| Fmaj7 |
| Inside the Lincoln Tunnel |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| And you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| Am | Fmaj7 |
| You’ll go your | own way | |
| Am | Fmaj7 |
| You’ll go your | own way | |
| Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 |
| And I’ll | turn across the aisle and start | again |
| Cmaj7 |
| You try to know someone |
| Fmaj7 |
| You learn his name and look at |
| Am | Fmaj7 | G6 |
| Pictures of his | family and his | yard |
| Cmaj7 |
| You share your world with him |
| Fmaj7 |
| Inside the Lincoln Tunnel |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| And you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| No you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | Cmaj7 |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| B5 | B5 |
| B5 | B(b5) | A5 | B5 |
| Bm | D | A | B | A | B |
| | | | | → | |
| Bm | D | A | Bm | A |
| Yesterday the | sun shined but you k | new that it wouldn’t | last | |
| Bm | F#m | A | Bm |
| If | yesterday was a | bucket of seeds then tod | ay’s just a patch of grass | |
| Bm | D | A | Bm | A |
| When | you woke up this | morning you felt the | rain fall on your | head | |
| Bm | F#m | A | Bm |
| Yesterday you | cruised the sky but to | day you’ll stay in bed | |
| Bm | D |
| You are an un | usually blue bl | uebird |
| A | Bm |
| I guess | you won’t fly to | day |
| Bm | D |
| You are an un | usually blue | bluebird |
| A | Bm |
| The wind | just won’t blow your | way |
| B5 | E5 |
| But you’re an | unusually blue | bluebird |
| F# |
| Colors bright and strong |
| B5 | E5 |
| You’re an unu | sually blue b | luebird |
| F# | B |
| So tod | ay you’ll sing your | song |
| B | E | F# |
| Yesterday the | sun shined and you | couldn’t find the shade |
| B | E | F# | B |
| To | day you’ve got that n | ice cool breeze and you | know you’ve got it | made |
| B | E | F# |
| When | you woke up this mo | rning you hopped | down and took a swim |
| B | E | F# | B |
| Yesterday the f | ield was dry but to | day the rain came | in |
| B | E |
| But you’re an un | usually blue b | luebird |
| F# |
| Colors bright and strong |
| B | E5 |
| You’re an unu | sually blue b | luebird |
| F# | B |
| So | today you’ll sing your | song |
| B | E |
| You’re an un | usually blue bl | uebird |
| F# |
| Make the best of the day |
| B | E |
| You’re an unu | sually blue b | luebird |
| E | B5 |
| You never | know what will blow your | way |
| Am | C | G | G |
| Am | C | E | Am | Am/G |
| | | | → | |
| C | Am |
| L | ove of mine, someday y | ou will die |
| F |
| But I will be clo | se behind |
| C | G |
| I’ll follow y | ou into the d | ark |
| C | Am |
| No bl | inding light, or tunnels to g | ates of white |
| F |
| Just our hands cla | sped so tight |
| C | G |
| Waiting f | or the hint of a sp | ark |
| Am | C | F | C | C/B |
| If h | eaven and hell dec | ide that they b | oth are sati | sfied | |
| Am | C | G |
| Il | luminate the n | o’s on their | vacancy signs |
| Am | C | E | Am | Am/G |
| If t | here’s no one bes | ide you when your s | oul emb | arks | |
| F | Fm | C |
| Then | I’ll follow y | ou into the dark | |
| C | Am |
| In | Catholic school, as vicious as R | oman rule |
| F | C | G |
| I got my kn | uckles bruised by a l | ady in bla | ck |
| C | Am | F |
| I h | eld my tongue, as she | told me son, fear is the he | art of love |
| Am | C | F | C | C/B |
| If h | eaven and hell dec | ide that they b | oth are sati | sfied | |
| Am | C | G |
| Il | luminate the n | o’s on their | vacancy signs |
| Am | C | E | Am | Am/G |
| If t | here’s no one bes | ide you when your s | oul em | barks | |
| F | Fm | C |
| Then | I’ll follow y | ou into the dark | |
| C | Am |
| You and me have seen every | thing to see |
| F |
| From Bangkok to Ca | lgary |
| C | G |
| And the so | les of your sho | es |
| C | Am |
| Are a | ll worn down, the time for s | leep is now |
| F |
| It’s nothing to c | ry about |
| C | G |
| ‘Cause we’ll h | old each other s | oon |
| Am | F |
| In the bl | ackest of r | ooms |
| Am | C | F | C | C/B |
| And if h | eaven and hell dec | ide that they b | oth are sati | sfied | |
| Am | C | G |
| And il | luminate the n | o’s on their | vacancy signs |
| Am | C | E | Am | Am/G |
| If t | here’s no one bes | ide you when your s | oul em | barks | |
| F | Fm | C | Am |
| Then I | ’ll follow | you into the d | ark | |
| F | Fm | C |
| And | I’ll follow | you into the dark | |
Elsa?
| G |
| Do you want to build a sn | owman? |
| D/F# |
| Come on let’s go and | play |
| C/E | Em |
| I never see you | anymore, come out the d | oor |
| Dm9 | G/B |
| It’s like you’ve gone | away | |
| C | Gadd9/B |
| We used to be best | buddies, and n | ow we’re not |
| Bsus4 | B7 | Em | D/F# | G/B | A |
| I | wish you would t | ell me w | hy → | → | → | |
| Am7 |
| Do you want to build a | snowman? |
| Cm6/D# |
| It doesn’t have to be a | Snowman |
| Gsus2 |
| Go away, Anna, okay, b | ye |
| G |
| Do you wanna build a s | nowman? |
| D/F# |
| Or ride our bike around the | halls |
| C/E | Em |
| I think some company is ov | erdue, I’ve started ta | lking to |
| Dm9 | G/B |
| The pictures on the w | alls (hang in th | ere, Joan) |
| C | Gadd9/B |
| It gets a little lo | nely, all these | empty rooms |
| Bsus4 | B7 | Em | A |
| Just | watching the h | ours tick b | y | (tick-tock, tick-tock) |
Elsa?
| G |
| Please, I know you’re | in there |
| D/F# |
| People are asking where you’ | ve been |
| C/E | Em |
| They say have courage, and I’m t | rying to, I’m right out | here for you |
| Em/B | A/C# | Bm |
| Just let me in | | | |
| C | Gadd9/B |
| We only have each o | ther, it’s just | you and me |
| Bsus4 | B7 | Em | A |
| What are we g | onna | do? | |
| G | C/G |
| Do you wanna build a sn | owman? | |
| G | C/G |
| The | window is open | so’s that door |
| Gmaj7 | C/G |
| I | didn’t know they did that | anymore |
| G | G/B | D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | D |
| Who | knew we owned eight | thousand salad | pl | ates | | | |
| G | C/G |
| For | years I’ve roamed these | empty halls |
| Gmaj7 | C/G |
| Why have a ballroom | with no balls? |
| Em11 | Em11/D | A9/C# | A7 |
| Finally they’re | op’ning up the | gates | |
| F#m7 | Gmaj7 |
| There’ll be | actual real live | people |
| A | Bm |
| It’ll be totally | strange |
| F | D |
| But | wow, am I so ready for this | change |
| G/B | C |
| ‘Cause for the | first time in for | ever |
| D/F# | Gmaj9 |
| There’ll be | music, there’ll be | light |
| Em | Bm |
| For the | first time in for | ever |
| F | B7 |
| I’ll be | dancing through the nig | ht |
| Em | Em7/D |
| Don’t | know if I’m elated or gas | sy |
| C | A9 |
| But I’m | somewhere in that | zone |
| Gm/A# | Csus2 |
| ‘Cause for the | first time in for | ever |
I can’t wait to meet everyone, what if I meet *the* one?
| G | C/G |
| To | night imagine me | gown and all |
| Gmaj7 | C/G |
| Fetchingly draped a | gainst the wall |
| G | G/B | D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | D |
| The | picture of so | phisticated | grac | e | | | |
| G | C/G |
| I | suddenly see him | standing there |
| Gmaj7 | C/G |
| A | beautiful stranger, | tall and fair |
| Em11 | Em11/D | A9/C# | A7 |
| I | wanna stuff some | choco’late in my | face | |
| F#m7 | Gmaj7 |
| But then we | laugh and talk all eve | ning |
| A6 | Bm |
| Which is | totally bi | zarre |
| F | D |
| Nothing like the life I’ve led so | far |
| G/B | C |
| For the | first time in for | ever |
| D/F# | Gmaj9 |
| There’ll be | magic, there’ll be f | un |
| Em | Bm |
| For the | first time in for | ever |
| F | B7 |
| I could be | noticed by some | one |
| Em | Em7/D |
| And I | know it is totally | crazy to |
| C | A9 |
| Dream I’d find ro | mance |
| Gm/A# | Csus2 |
| But for the | first time in for | ever |
| Dsus4 | G |
| At l | east I’ve got a | chance |
| E | Bm |
| Don’t let them in, | don’t let them see |
| A/C# | D | A | Am/C |
| → | Be the good girl you always | have to be | |
| Am | E |
| Make | one wrong move and everyone will | know |
| C/E |
| But it’s only for to | day (it’s only for today) |
| Cm7b5 |
| It’s agony to | wait (it’s agony to wait) |
| C#m7b5 | D9 |
| Tell the guard to open up the | gate |
| G/B | C |
| For the | first time in for | ever, I’m getting |
(Don’t let them in, don’t let them see)
| D/F# | Gmaj7 |
| What I’m dreaming of | |
(Be the good girl you always have to be)
| Em | Bm |
| A | chance to change my lone | ly world |
(Conceal)
| F | B7 |
| A | chance to find true love | |
(Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them know)
| Em | Em/D |
| I | know it all ends to | morrow |
| C | A9/C# |
| So it | has to be to | day |
| G/B | C |
| ‘Cause for the | first time in for | ever |
| G/D | A7 | Cm7 |
| For the | first time | in for | ever |
| Dsus4 | G |
| Nothing’s in my | way |
| E | Bsus4 |
| I’ve been staring at the edge of the wat | er |
| C#m | Asus2 |
| ‘Long as I can re | member, never really knowing w | hy |
| E | Bsus4 |
| I wish I could be the perfect d | aughter |
| C#m | Asus2 |
| But I come back to the | water, no matter how hard I tr | y |
| C#m |
| Every t | urn I take, every trail I track |
| B/D# |
| Every p | ath I make, every road leads back |
| E |
| To the p | lace I know, where I cannot go |
| E | Bsus4 |
| See the l | ine where the sky meets the sea, it | calls me |
| C#m7 | Asus2 |
| And no one k | nows, how far it g | oes |
| E | Bsus4 |
| If the wi | nd in my sail on the sea stays beh | ind me |
| C#m7 | Am | E |
| One day I’ll | know, if I | go there’s just no telling how far I’ll | go |
| E | F#m |
| I know, everybody on this i | sland seems so happy |
| C#m | Asus2 |
| On this isl | and, everything is by de | sign |
| E | F#m | C#m |
| I know, everybody on this i | sland has a role on this isl | and |
| Asus2 |
| So maybe I can roll with m | ine |
| C#m |
| I can l | ead with pride, I can make us strong |
| B/D# |
| I’ll be s | atisfied if I play along |
| E |
| But the v | oice inside sings a different song |
| Am |
| What is w | rong with me? |
| E | Bsus4 |
| See the l | ight as it shines on the sea, it’s b | linding |
| C#m7 | Asus2 |
| But no one kn | ows, how deep it g | oes |
| E | Bsus4 |
| And it s | eems like it’s calling out to me, so come f | ind me |
| C#m | Asus2 |
| And let me k | now, what’s be | yond that line, will I cross that line? |
| F | Csus4 |
| See the l | ine where the sky meets the sea? It ca | lls me |
| Dm7 | Bbsus2 |
| And no one k | nows, how far it g | oes |
| F | Csus4 |
| If the w | ind in my sail on the sea stays be | hind me |
| Dm | Ab | Fm | Dm7b5 | C |
| One day I’ll k | now, how far I’ll | go | | | |
| Em | C | D | Amsus4 | Am |
| Em | C | D | Asus4 | A |
| | | | | |
| Em | Cadd9 |
| The | snow glows white on the | mountain tonight |
| D | Am |
| Not a | footprint to be se | en |
| Em | Cadd9 | D | A |
| A | kingdom of iso | lation, and it | looks like I’m the quee | n |
| Em | C | D | Amsus4 | Am |
| The wind is | howling like this s | wirling storm i | nside | |
| Em | D | A |
| Couldn’t keep it in, hea | ven knows I’ve tried | |
| D | C |
| Don’t let them in, don’t let them see | |
| D |
| Be the good girl you always have to be | |
| C |
| Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them | know |
| Em | C |
| Can’t | hold it back any m | ore |
| Em | C |
| Turn | away and slam the d | oor |
| Em | C |
| What they’re | going to sa | y |
| Bm | Bb |
| Let the | storm rage | on |
| C |
| The | cold never bothered me anyway |
| Em | C |
| It’s funny how some dist | ance |
| D | Am |
| Makes | everything seem sm | all |
| Em | D |
| And the | fears that once con | trolled me |
| D | C |
| It’s time to see what I can do | |
| D |
| To test the limits and break thr | ough |
| C |
| No right, no wrong, no rules for | me |
| Em | C |
| I am one with the wind and sky | |
| Em | C |
| You’ll never see me | cry |
| Bm | Bb |
| Let the | storm rage | on |
| C |
| My power flurries through the air into the ground |
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
| D |
| And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast |
| D | Am | C |
| The past is in t | he past | |
| Em | C |
| When I’ll rise like the break of | dawn |
| Em | C |
| That | perfect girl is gon | e |
| G | D | Em | C | Cm |
| Here I sta | nd in the | light of d | ay | |
| Bm | Bb |
| Let the storm rage | on |
| C |
| The cold never bothered me anyway |
F: OK, can I just say something crazy?
M: I love crazy
| D | Dsus4/F# | D/G | Asus4 |
| F: All my l | ife has been a ser | ies of do | ors in my f | ace |
| D | Dsus4/F# | Em7 | Asus4 |
| F: And then | suddenly I bump i | nto you | | |
M: I was thinking the same thing!
| D | Dsus4/F# |
| M: ‘Cause like | I’ve been searching m | y whole life |
| D/G | Asus4 |
| M: To fi | nd my own p | lace |
| D | Dsus4/F# |
| F: And maybe | it’s the party | talking |
| Em7 | Asus4 |
| F: Or the | chocolate | fondue |
| D |
| M: But with you I found | my place |
| E | G7 |
| B: And it’s n | othin’ like I’ve ever known | before |
| D | D/F# | E | Gm |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| D | D/F# | E | Gm |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| D |
| B: Love is an open | door |
| D/F# |
| F: With | you, M: with you |
| E |
| F: With you | , M: with you |
| Gm | D |
| B: | Love is an open | door |
| D | Dsus4/F# | D/G | Asus4 |
| D | Dsus4/F# | D/G | Asus4 |
| | | | |
| E | Esus4/G# |
| M: I mean its c | razy (F: what?), we f | inish each others’ |
| Bsus4 |
| M: That’s what | I was gonna say! |
| E |
| F: I’ve never | met someone |
| Esus4/G# | F#m7 | Bsus4 |
| B: Who | thinks so much like | me | |
B: Jinx! Jinx again!
| E | Esus4/G# |
| B: Our | mental synchroni | zation can |
| E/A | Bsus4 |
| B: | Have but one e | xplanation |
| E | Esus4/G# | F#m7 | Bsus4 |
| M: | You (F: and I) M: were | (F: just) B: meant to | be | |
| C#m |
| F: Say g | oodbye, M: say goodbye |
| E | E9 |
| B: To the | pain of the past | |
| F# | A7 |
| B: | We don’t have to feel it any m | ore |
| E | E/G# | F# | Am |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| E | E/G# | F# | Am |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| E |
| Life can be so m | uch more |
| E/G# |
| F: With | you, M: with you |
| F# |
| F: With you | , M: with you |
| E | Esus4/G# | E/A | Bsus4 |
| B: | Door | | | |
M: Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?
F: Can I say something even crazier? Yes!
| Dadd4 | G/D |
| Seven A.M., the usual morning | lineup |
| Dadd4 | G/D |
| Start on the chores and sweep till the floor’s all | clean |
| D# | A# |
| Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and | shine up |
| D | D/C | G/B |
| Sweep a | gain, | and by | then |
| A | D7 |
| It’s like | seven fif | teen, and so I’ll |
| G | C | Am7 | G |
| Read a | book or maybe | two or | three |
| Em7 | A7 | Cadd9 | G |
| I’ll add a | few new | paintings to my | galle | ry |
| Em7 | A7 |
| I’ll play gui | tar and | knit and cook |
| C | B7 | Em7 |
| And | ba | sica | lly just wonder |
| A9 | D7sus4 | G |
| When will my l | ife be | gin |
| Dadd4 | G/D |
| Then after lunch it’s puzzles and darts and | baking |
| Dadd4 | G/D |
| Paper mache, a bit of ballet and | chess |
| D# | A# |
| Pottery and ventriloquy, candle | making, then I’ll |
| D | D/C | Gsus/B |
| Stretch, | maybe | sketch |
| A | D7 |
| Take a | climb, sew a | dress, and I’ll |
| G | C | Am7 | G |
| Re- | read the | books if I have | time to | spare |
| Em7 | A7 |
| I’ll paint the | walls some | more |
| Cadd9 | G |
| I’m sure there’s | room some | where |
| Em7 | A7 |
| And then I’ll | brush and | brush |
| C | B7 | Em7 |
| And brush and | brush | my | hair |
| A7 | C | B7 | Em7 |
| Stuck in the | same place I’ve | al | ways | been |
| Am7 | G/B |
| And I’ll keep | won’dring and | won’dring |
| C | Bm7 | E7 |
| And | won’dring and | won’ | dring |
| A9 | D7sus4 | G |
| When will my | life be | gin? |
| G | C/G | G | C/G |
| And to | morrow | night | lights will a | ppear |
| G | C/G | G | Am7 |
| Just like they | do on my | birthday each | year |
| Em7 | A7 | D7sus4 | G | G7 |
| What is it | like out | there where they | glow? | |
| C | G/B | C | Dsus4 |
| Now that I’m | older mother | might just let me | go |
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| G |
| Daddy sits on the front porch swingin’ |
| C | G | D |
| Lookin’ out on a | vac | ant | field |
| D |
| It used to be filled with burly tobacco |
| G |
| Now he knows it never | will |
| G |
| My brother found work in Indiana |
| C | G | D |
| My sister’s a nurse at the | old | folks | home |
| D |
| Momma’s still cookin’ too much for supper |
| G |
| And me, I’ve been a long time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| Been a | long | time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| No I | ain’t hoed a | row since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D | G |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back | again |
| G |
| Delia plays that old church piano |
| C | G | D |
| Sittin’ out on her | dad | dy’s | farm |
| D |
| She always thought that we’d be together |
| G |
| Lord, I never meant to do her | harm |
| G |
| Said she could heard me singin’ in the choir |
| C | G | D |
| Me I heard | anot | her | song |
| D |
| I caught wind and hit the road runnin’ and |
| G |
| Lord I’ve been a long time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| Been a | long | time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| Lord I | ain’t had a | prayer since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D | G |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back a | gain |
| F |
| Now | me, I went to Nashville, tryin’ to be the big deal |
| G |
| Playin’ down on Broadway, gettin� there the hard way |
| F |
| Livin’ from a tip jar, sleepin’ in my car |
| G | A | D |
| Hockin� my guitar, yeah I’m gonna be a | star | |
| G |
| Now | me and Delia singin’ every Sunday |
| C | G | D |
| Watchin’ the children and the | gar | den | grow |
| D |
| We | listen to the radio to hear what’s cookin’ |
| G |
| But the music ain�t got no | soul |
| G |
| Now | they sound tired but they don’t sound Haggard |
| C | G | D |
| They got money but they | don’t | have | Cash |
| D |
| They got | Junior but they don�t have Hank |
I think, I think, I think the rest is a
| C | G | D |
| No I | ain’t hit the | roof since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back |
| C | G | D |
| I said a | long | time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| No I | ain�t honked a | horn since I | don�t know when |
| D | G | C | D | G |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain�t comin� back aga | in |
| G | D |
| I said a | long time, long time, long time | gone |
| G |
| Oh it�s been a long time | |
| G | D |
| Long time, long time, long time | gone |
| G |
| Oh it’s been a long... time... | gone |
| G | D |
| Long time, long time, long time | gone, yeah, yeah |
| G |
| He was | waiting for a bus in his army greens |
| C |
| Sat | down at a booth at a cafe there |
| G |
| Gave his | order to a girl with a bow in her hair |
| G |
| He’s a little shy so she give him a smile |
| G |
| And he | said would you mind sitting down for a while |
| C | G |
| And | talking to me, I’m feeling a little | low? |
| F | C | G |
| She said I’m | off in an hour and | I know where we can | go |
| G |
| So | they went down and they sat on the pier |
| G |
| He said I | bet you got a boyfriend but I don’t care, I’ve |
| C | G |
| Got no one to send a letter | to |
| F | C | G |
| Would you | mind if I sent | one back here to | you? |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| G |
| So the | letters came from an army camp |
| G |
| In | California then Vietnam |
| C |
| And he | told her of his heart, he might be in love |
| G |
| And | all the things he was so scared of |
| G |
| He | said when it’s getting kinda rough over here |
| G |
| I | think of that day sitting down at the pier |
| C | G |
| And I | close my eyes and see your pretty | smile |
| F | C | G |
| Don’t | worry but I won’t be | able to write for a | while |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| G |
| One | Friday night at a football game |
| G |
| The | lord’s prayer said and the anthem sang |
| C |
| And a | man said folks would you bow your head |
| G |
| For a | list of local Vietnam dead |
| G |
| Crying all alone under the stand |
| G |
| Was a | piccolo player in the marching band |
| C | G |
| And | one name read and nobody really | cared |
| F | C | G |
| But a | pretty little girl | with a bow in her | hair |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C |
| Time, | | a question of ti | me | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C | G |
| While you deci | de my d | estin | y think I’ll jump in the po | ol | | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C |
| Truth, | | whatever the tru | th | | |
| Em | G | C | G | A |
| Just look in your | tarot | cards, they | always say | something c | ool |
| C | A | G |
| And | I know w | hat she | wants from me |
| C | A | G |
| A | wick of | magic | mystery |
| Em | D#aug | G/D | C#m7b5 | C |
| To | play up | to her | mystic f | antas | y |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| My fortune t | eller, | my fortune | teller | |
| C | A | G |
| May be wrong but | I don’t care | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C |
| Dream, | | it’s all just a | dream | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C | G |
| To the extr | eme I | close my | eyes like a bureaucra | t | | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C |
| Love, | | the cover of l | ove | | |
| Em | G | C | G | A |
| As pure as a | dove who | disappea | rs from a | magic ha | t |
| C | A | G |
| A | crystal | ball has lots to | say |
| C | A | G |
| It’s | positiv | e as | Christmas day |
| Em | D#aug | G/D | C#m7b5 | C |
| It | tells me | she sees | blue and | skies of gr | ay |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| My fortune t | eller, | my fortune | teller | |
| C | A |
| May be wrong but | I don’t care |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| T | eller, | my fortune | teller | |
| G | Em |
| Tries to keep me | unaware |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| C | A | G | Em |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| C | A | G |
| | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C |
| Dream, | | it’s all just a | dream | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C | G |
| To the extr | eme I | close my | eyes like a bureaucra | t | | | |
| Em | G | C | Em | G | C |
| Oh | love, | | the cover of l | ove | | |
| Em | G | C | G | A | G/B | C |
| As pure as a | dove who | disappea | rs from a | magic ha | t → | → | |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| My fortune t | eller, | my fortune | teller | |
| C | A |
| May be wrong but | I don’t care |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| T | eller, | my fortune | teller | |
| G | Em |
| Tries to keep me | unaware |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| | I just don’t ca | re | |
| G | Em |
| My fortune t | eller tells me ye | ah, oh |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Not the way that | I do love | you |
| Bm |
| Well, | holy, moley, me, oh my |
| D |
| You’re the apple of my eye |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Girl I’ve never l | oved one like | you |
| Bm |
| Man oh man you’re my best friend |
| D |
| I s | cream it to the nothingness |
| D/F# | D | G |
| There ain’t | nothing that I | need |
| Bm |
| Well, h | ot and heavy, pumpkin pie |
| D |
| Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Ain’t nothing | please me more than | you |
| Bm | D |
| Ahh | home, let me come | home |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is wher | ever I’m with | you |
| Bm | D |
| Ahh | home, let me come ho | -o-ome |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is wher | ever I’m with | you |
| Em | D | A | A |
| Ba, ba ba ba, ba | ba → | ba | |
| Em | D | A | Em |
| Ba, ba ba ba, ba | ba → | | |
| Bm | A | D | G |
| La, la, | la, la, | take me | home |
| A |
| Mother, I’m coming home |
| Bm |
| I’ll f | ollow you into the park |
| D |
| Through the jungle through the dark |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Girl I never | loved one like | you |
| Bm |
| Moats and boats and waterfalls |
| D |
| Alleyways and payphone calls |
| D/F# | D | G |
| I’ve been | everywhere with | you (that’s true) |
| Bm |
| Laugh until we think we’ll die |
| D |
| Barefoot on a summer night |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Never could be | sweeter than with | you |
| Bm |
| And i | n the streets you run afree |
| D |
| Like it’s only you and me |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Jeez, you’re | something to | see |
| Bm | D |
| Ahh | home, let me come | home |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is wher | ever I’m with | you |
| Bm | D |
| Ahh | home, let me come ho | -o-ome |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is wher | ever I’m with | you |
| Em | D | A | A |
| Ba, ba ba ba, ba | ba → | | |
| Em | D | A | Em |
| Ba, ba ba ba, ba | ba → | | |
| Bm | A | D | G |
| La, la, | la, la, | take me | home |
| A |
| Mother, I’m coming home |
| D | D |
| Him: D | o you remember that day you | fell outta my window? |
| D |
| Her: | I sure do, you came jumping out after me |
| D |
| Him: | Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, and you were bleeding all over the, and I rushed you off to the hospital, you remember that? |
Her: Yes I do
Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night
Her: What didn't you tell me?
| D | G |
| Him: | While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna | be your |
| Bm | D | G |
| Him: last, | I was falling deep, deeply i | n love with you, and I never told you til just no | w |
| Bm | D |
| Ahh | home, let me come | home |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is wher | ever I’m with | you |
| Bm | D |
| Ahh | home, let me come ho | -o-ome |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is when I’m | alone with | you |
| Bm | D |
| Home, let me come | home |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is wher | ever I’m with | you |
| Bm | D |
| Home, yes I am ho | -o-ome |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is when I’m | alone with | you |
| D/F# | D | G |
| I do love my | ma and | pa |
| Bm | D |
| Moats and boats and water | falls |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Alleyways and | payphone | calls |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is when | I’m with | you |
| D/F# | D | G |
| Home is when | I’m alone with | you |
| F#m |
| And I’m | trying to care a little less |
When I Google I only get depressed
| C#m7 | B |
| I was taught to | dodge those issues, | I was told |
| E |
| Don’t | worry, there’s no doubt |
| F#m |
| There’s always | something to cry about |
When you’re stuck in an angry crowd
| A | Edim |
| They don’t | think what they say before they | open their mouths |
| E |
| You gotta | pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
| F#m |
| And | bury them beneath the sea |
I don’t care what the people may say
| E |
| What the people may say about | me |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles get your old grin back |
| F#m |
| Don’t | worry about the cavalry |
I don’t care what the whisperers say
| E |
| ‘Cause they whisper too loud for | me |
| E | F#m |
| Hot | topic, maybe I should | drop it |
It’s a touchy subject
| C#m7 | B |
| And I like to | tiptoe ‘round the | stuff goin’ down |
| E |
| You got | penny, but no pound |
| F#m |
| So if your | business is running out |
It’s not my business to talk about
| A | Edim |
| They don’t | think what to say, before they | open their mouths |
| E |
| You gotta | pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
| F#m |
| And | bury them beneath the sea |
I don’t care what the people may say
| E |
| What the people may say about | me |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles get your old grin back |
| F#m |
| Don’t | worry about the cavalry |
I don’t care what the whisperers say
| E |
| ‘Cause they whisper too loud for | me |
| E | F#m |
| Tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet tweet, | tweet, tweet, tweet |
| E |
| Tweet tweet tweet tweet, tweet tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet, tweet, | tweet tweet tweet |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
| F#m |
| And | bury them beneath the sea |
I don’t care what the people may say
| E |
| What the people may say about | me |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles get your old grin back |
| F#m |
| Don’t | worry about the cavalry |
I don’t care what the whisperers say
| E |
| ‘Cause they whisper too loud for | me |
| Em |
| I | had me a boy, turned him into a man |
| Em |
| I | showed him all the things that he didn’t understand |
| B | Em |
| Who | a, then I let him | go |
| Em |
| Now, there’s | one in California who’s been cursin’ my name |
| Em |
| ‘Cause | I found me a better lover in the UK |
| B | Em |
| Hey | hey, until I make my geta | way |
| Em |
| 1-2-3 they gonna run back to me |
| Em |
| ‘Cause | I’m the best baby that they never gotta keep |
| Em |
| 1-2-3 they gonna run back to me |
| Em |
| They | always wanna come, but they never wanna leave |
| B | G |
| Like g | ho-o-sts, they | want me |
| Em |
| I | had a summer lover down in New Orleans |
| Em |
| Kept him | warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring |
| B | Em |
| My | my, how the seasons go b | y |
| Em |
| I get high and I love to get low |
| Em |
| So the | hearts keep breaking and the heads just roll |
| B | Em |
| You kn | ow, that’s how the story goe | s |
| Em |
| 1-2-3 they gonna run back to me |
| Em |
| ‘Cause | I’m the best baby that they never gotta keep |
| Em |
| 1-2-3 they gonna run back to me |
| Em |
| They | always wanna come, but they never wanna leave |
| B | G |
| Like g | ho-o-sts, they | want me |
| B | G |
| Like g | ho-o-sts, they | want me |
| Em |
| 1-2-3 they gonna run back to me |
| Em |
| Climbing over mountains and a-sailing over seas |
| Em |
| 1-2-3 they gonna run back to me |
| Em |
| They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave |
| B | G |
| Like g | ho-o-sts, they | want me |
| B | G |
| Like g | ho-o-sts, they | want me |
| Am | Am11 | Fmaj7/A | Fmaj7/A |
| Am | Am11 | Fmaj7 | Fmaj7 |
| Dm | C6 | Bm7 | Bm7 |
| E |
|
| Am | F |
| One shot | one opportunity |
| Am | F |
| To seize everything you ever wanted, | one moment |
| Am | F |
| Would you capture it, | or just let it slip, yo |
| Am |
| His pa | lms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy |
| F |
| There’s vomit | on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti |
| Am |
| He’s nervous, | but on the surface he looks calm and ready |
| F |
| To drop bo | mbs, but he keeps on forgetting |
| Am |
| What he wr | ote down, the whole crowd goes so loud |
| F |
| He ope | ns his mouth, but the words won’t come out |
| Am |
| He’s cho | king, how, everybody’s joking now |
| F |
| The clock’s r | un out, time’s up, over, blao |
| Am |
| Snap ba | ck to reality, oh, there goes gravity |
| F |
| Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he’s so mad but he |
| Am |
| Wo | n’t, give up that easy, no, he won’t have it he |
| F | G |
| Kn | ows, his whole back’s to these ro | pes, it don’t matter he’s |
| Am |
| Dope, he knows that but he’s broke, he’s so stagnant he |
| F |
| Kn | ows, when he goes back to this mobile home, that’s when it’s |
| Am |
| Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody |
| F | G |
| Bet | ter go capture this moment and ho | pe it don’t pass him |
| Am |
| You better l | ose yourself in the music |
| F | G |
| The moment, you own i | t, you better never let it go | |
| Am |
| You only get | one shot, do not miss your chance to blow |
| F | G |
| This opport | unity comes once in a lifet | ime |
| Am |
| You better lo | se yourself in the music |
| F | G |
| The moment, you own | it, you better never let it go | |
| Am |
| You only get o | ne shot, do not miss your chance to blow |
| F | G |
| This opport | unity comes once in a lifet | ime |
| Am |
| His so | ul’s escaping, through this hole that is gaping |
| F |
| This world is mine for the taking, make me king |
| Am |
| As we move toward a new world order |
| F |
| A no | rmal life is boring, but superstardom’s |
| Am |
| Close to post mortem, it only grows harder |
| F |
| Homie grows hotter, he blows it’s all over |
| Am |
| These | hoes is all on him, coast to coast shows |
| F |
| He’s | known as the globetrotter lonely roads, god only |
| Am |
| K | nows he’s grown farther from home, he’s no father |
| F |
| He | goes home and barely knows his own daughter |
| Am |
| But | hold your nose ‘cause here goes the cold water |
| F | G |
| These | hoes don’t want him no | more, he’s cold product |
| Am |
| They | moved on to the next schmoe who flows, he |
| F |
| Nose-d | ove and sold nada, so the soap opera is |
| Am |
| Told it unfolds, I suppose it’s old partner, but the |
| F | G |
| Beat goes on, da da d | um, da dum |
| Am |
| You better l | ose yourself in the music |
| F | G |
| The moment, you own i | t, you better never let it go | |
| Am |
| You only get | one shot, do not miss your chance to blow |
| F | G |
| This opport | unity comes once in a lifet | ime |
| Am |
| You better lo | se yourself in the music |
| F | G |
| The moment, you own | it, you better never let it go | |
| Am |
| You only get o | ne shot, do not miss your chance to blow |
| F | G |
| This opport | unity comes once in a lifet | ime |
| Am |
| No more games, I’m-a change what you call rage |
| F |
| Tear this | mother of a roof off like two dogs caged |
| Am |
| I was | playing in the beginning, the mood all changed |
| Dm | F |
| I’ve been c | hewed up and spit out and | booed off stage |
| Am |
| But I | kept rhyming and stepped, writing the next cypher |
| F |
| Best believe somebody’s paying the pied piper |
| Am |
| All the pain inside amplified by the |
| Dm | F |
| Fact that I can’t get | by with my nine to |
| Am |
| Five, and I can’t provide the right type of |
| F |
| Life for my family ‘cause man, these goddamn food |
| Am |
| Stamps don’t buy diapers, and it’s no movie, there’s |
| F | G |
| No Mekhi Phifer, | this is my life |
| Am |
| And these | times are so hard and it’s getting even harder |
| F |
| Trying to | feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter |
| Am |
| Caught up betw | een being a father and a prima donna |
| F | G |
| Baby | mama drama’s screaming on and | too much for me to wanna |
| Am |
| Stay in one spot, another day of monotony’s |
| F |
| Gotten | me to the point I’m like a snail |
| Am |
| I’ve got to formul | ate a plot or end up in jail or shot |
| F | G |
| Succe | ss is my only motherfreaking | option, failure’s not |
| Am |
| Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go |
| F |
| I cann | ot grow old in Salem’s lot, so here I |
| Am |
| Go it’s my shot feet fail me not |
| F | G/D |
| This m | ay be the only opportunity | that I got |
| Am |
| You better l | ose yourself in the music |
| F | G |
| The moment, you own i | t, you better never let it go | |
| Am |
| You only get | one shot, do not miss your chance to blow |
| F | G |
| This opport | unity comes once in a lifet | ime |
| Am |
| You better lo | se yourself in the music |
| F | G |
| The moment, you own | it, you better never let it go | |
| Am |
| You only get o | ne shot, do not miss your chance to blow |
| F | G |
| This opport | unity comes once in a lifet | ime |
| A | E |
| I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
| A | E |
| Every | one’s been good to | me |
| A | E |
| So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
| F#m | B |
| And | give me one last | drink |
| A | E |
| When the | sun comes | up |
| A | E |
| I will | leave without a | fight |
| A | B | E |
| The | world is | mine to | night |
| E | A | E |
| Old John on his | deathbed | cried |
| A | E | A | B |
| I | think I will | wait ‘til to | morrow to | die |
| E | A | E |
| The | sun is shining, | birds do | sing |
| A | E | B |
| This, sir, is | no day to | go |
| A | E |
| I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
| A | E |
| Every | one’s been good to | me |
| A | E |
| So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
| F#m | B |
| And | give me one last | drink |
| A | E |
| When the | sun comes | up |
| A | E |
| I will | leave without a | fight |
| A | B | E |
| The | world is | mine to | night |
| E | A | E |
| Took young Molly b | y the h | and |
| A | E | A | B |
| Spun her ‘r | ound and b | ack ag | ain |
| E | A | E |
| Clicked his heels, b | owed his h | ead |
| A | E | B |
| Never a t | ear in his e | ye |
| B7 |
| They c | arried on ‘til five |
| A | E |
| I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
| A | E |
| Every | one’s been good to | me |
| A | E |
| So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
| F#m | B |
| And | give me one last | drink |
| A | E |
| When the | sun comes | up |
| A | E |
| I will | leave without a | fight |
| A | B | E |
| The | world is | mine to | night |
| B | A | E |
| So r | aise a glass to the | dear de | parted |
| B | A | E |
| Raise a glass to the | dear de | parted |
| B | A | B | E |
| Won’t you | raise a glass to the | dear de | parted | ones |
| E | A | E |
| The | room was full of a | ll his f | riends |
| A | E | A | B |
| Never a fune | ral, t | his was the e | nd |
| E | A | E |
| They d | rank to all who l | ent their h | and |
| A | E | B |
| Everyone d | rank to J | ohn |
| B7 |
| Raised the glass and said |
| A | E |
| I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
| A | E |
| Every | one’s been good to | me |
| A | E |
| So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
| F#m | B |
| And | give me one last | drink |
| A | E |
| When the | sun comes | up |
| A | E |
| I will | leave without a | trace |
| A | B | E |
| But the | world is | mine to | night |
| A | E |
| I’ve had a | life that’s | full |
| A | E |
| Every | one’s been good to | me |
| A | E |
| So f | ire up that | fiddle, boy |
| F#m | B |
| And | give me one last | drink |
| A | E |
| When the | sun comes | up |
| A | E |
| I will | leave without a | trace |
| A | B | E |
| But the | world was | mine to | day |
| D | G | Em7 | A7sus4 |
| D/F# | Bm | Em7 | A7sus4 |
| | | | |
| D | G |
| I’m fifte | en for a moment |
| Em7 | A7sus4 |
| Caught in bet | ween ten and twenty |
| D/F# | Bm |
| And I’m | just dreaming | |
| Em7 | Asus4 |
| Counting the w | ays to where you | are |
| D | G |
| I’m twenty-t | wo for a moment |
| Em7 | A7sus4 |
| And she feels | better than ever |
| D/F# | Bm |
| And we’re | on fire | |
| Em7 | A |
| Making our | way back from Ma | rs |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Fifteen th | ere’s still | time for you |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Time to b | uy and | time to lose |
| D | A | Gadd9 | Bm7 | A | Gadd9 |
| Fifteen | there’s n | ever a | wish | better than | this |
| D/F# |
| When you only got a hundred years to | live |
| D | G |
| I’m thirty-th | ree for a moment |
| Em7 | A7sus4 |
| I’m still the | man but you see I’m of age |
| D/F# | Bm |
| A kid on the | way, babe |
| Em7 | Asus4 |
| A f | amily on my | mind |
| D | G |
| I’m forty-fi | ve for a moment |
| Em7 | A7sus4 |
| The sea is | high |
| D/F# | Bm |
| And I’m heading into | a crisis | |
| Em7 | Asus4 |
| Chasing the y | ears of my | life |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Fifteen th | ere’s still t | ime for you |
| D | A | Gadd9 | Bm7 |
| Time to b | uy and t | ime to l | ose yourself |
| A | Gadd9 |
| Withi | n a morning star | |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Fifteen I | ’m al | right with you |
| D | A | Gadd9 | Bm7 | A | Gadd9 |
| Fifteen | there’s n | ever a | wish | better than | this |
| D/F# |
| When you only got a hundred years to | live |
| D/F# | Asus4 |
| Halftime goes b | y |
| Cmaj7 |
| Another blink of an | eye |
| Gadd9 |
| Sixty-seven is | gone |
| Asus4 |
| The sun is getting | high |
| D | Gadd9 |
| I’m ninety | -nine for a moment |
| Em7 | A7sus4 |
| I’m dyin’ for | just another moment |
| D/F# | Bm |
| And | I’m just dreaming | |
| Em7 | Asus4 |
| Counting the w | ays to where you | are |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Fifteen th | ere’s still | time for you |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Twenty-t | wo I | feel her too |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Thirty-th | ree you’re o | n your way |
| D | A | Gadd9 |
| Every d | ay’s a n | ew day |
| D | A |
| Fifteen th | ere’s still time for you |
| Bm7 | Gadd9 |
| Time to b | uy and time to choose |
| D | Bm7 | Bm | A | Gadd9 |
| Hey fi | fteen | there’s never a w | ish | better than | this |
| D |
| When you only got a hundred years to li | ve |
| F#m7 | D6 |
| I’m not that na | ive |
| F#m7 | D6 |
| The | better part of | me |
| A | E |
| I’m more than a bird | , I’m more than a plan | e |
| F#m7 | D |
| I’m more than some | pretty face bes | ide a train |
| A | E | D | A |
| It’s not e | asy to b | e m | e | |
| A | E |
| I | wish that I could c | ry |
| F#m7 | D6 |
| Fall upon my | knees |
| F#m7 | D6 |
| ‘Bout a h | ome I’ll never see | |
| A | E |
| It may sound ab | surd but don’t be na | ive |
| F#m7 | D |
| Even | heroes have the | right to bleed |
| A | E |
| I may be dist | urbed but won’t you concede | |
| F#m7 | D |
| Even h | eroes have the | right to dream |
| A | E | D | A | E/G# |
| And it’s not | easy to | be | me | | |
| F#m | E/G# | A | Bm | F#m |
| Up, up | and awa | y, aw | ay from m | e |
| A | B |
| You can | all sleep sound to | night |
| D | D | A/D | D |
| I’m not cra | zy | → | → | |
| F#m7 | D6 |
| I’m not that na | ive |
| A | E |
| Men weren’t meant to | ride |
| F#m7 | D6 |
| With | clouds between their | knees |
| A | E |
| I’m only a | man in a silly red | sheet |
| F#m7 | D |
| Digging for | kryptonite on this o | ne-way street |
| A | E |
| Only a | man in a funny red | sheet |
| F#m7 | D |
| Looking for | special things insi | de of me |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | D |
| Inside of m | e, | inside of | me | |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | D |
| Yeah, inside of | me, | inside of | me | |
| A | E |
| I’m only a | man in a funny red s | heet |
| F#m7 | D |
| I’m only a m | an looking for a dr | eam |
| A | E |
| I’m only a m | an in a funny red | sheet |
| F#m7 | D | A/D | D |
| And it’s not eas | y, | ooh | hoo | hoo |
| F#m | E |
| It’s not e | asy to b | e |
| D | G | A | G |
| Stacy’s m | om has g | ot it goin’ | on |
x4
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| Stacy c | an I come | over | after sch | ool? | |
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| We can h | ang ar | ound by the | p-p-p-pool | | |
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| Did your m | om get b | ack from the b | usiness tr | ip? | |
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| Is she th | ere or | is she trying to g | ive me the sl | ip? | |
| F#m | G |
| You know I’m n | ot the little boy that I | used to be |
| F#m | G |
| I’m | all grown up now b | aby can’t you see? |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Stacy’s m | om has g | ot it goin’ | on |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| She’s | all I w | ant and I’ve w | aited for so l | ong |
| G | D | A#dim | Bm |
| Stacy can’t you s | ee you’re just n | ot the girl for m | e |
| G | A |
| I kn | ow it might be wrong but | I’m in love with Stacy’s mom |
| D | G | A | G |
| Stacy’s m | om has g | ot it goin’ | on |
x2
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| Stacy d | o you rem | ember when I m | owed your l | awn | |
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| Your mom came | out | with just a t | owel | on | |
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| I could t | ell she l | ikes me from the w | ay she st | ared | |
| D | G | A | G | D | G |
| And the | way she | said, you missed a | spot over th | ere | |
| F#m | G |
| And I kn | ow that you think it’s just a f | antasy |
| F#m | G |
| But s | ince your dad walked out your mom could | use a guy like me |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Stacy’s m | om has g | ot it goin’ | on |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| She’s | all I w | ant and I’ve w | aited for so l | ong |
| G | D | A#dim | Bm |
| Stacy can’t you s | ee you’re just n | ot the girl for m | e |
| G | A |
| I kn | ow it might be wrong but | I’m in love with Stacy’s... |
| A# | F | A | A |
| A# | F | C | Dm |
| A# | A# | A | A |
| | | | |
| A# | F | C | Dm |
| Stacy’s m | om has g | ot it goin’ | on (she’s got it goin’ on) |
| A# | F | C | Dm |
| She’s | all I w | ant and I’ve w | aited for so l | ong (waiting and waiting) |
| A# | F | A | Dm |
| Stacy can’t you s | ee you’re just n | ot the girl for m | e |
| A# | C |
| I know it might be wrong I | ’m in love with |
| A# | F | C | Dm |
| Stacy’s m | om oh- | oh oh- | oh (I’m in love with) |
| A# | F | C | Dm |
| Stacy’s m | om oh- | oh oh- | oh (wait a minute) |
| A# | F | A | Dm |
| Stacy can’t you s | ee you’re just n | ot the girl for m | e |
| A# | C | F |
| I kn | ow it might be wrong but | I’m in love with Stacy’s | mom |
| G | C | G |
| Some nights I stay up ca | shing in my b | ad luck |
| C | G | D |
| Some nights I | call it a | draw |
| G | C | G |
| Some nights I wish that my li | ps could build a c | astle |
| C | G | D |
| Some nights I w | ish they’d just fa | ll off |
| C | G | C | G |
| But I s | till wake | up, I still | see your g | host |
| C | G | D |
| Oh lord, I’m st | ill not su | re what I s | tand for, oh |
| C | G | C | G |
| What do I s | tand for, | what do I | stand for? |
| Em | D | C |
| Most nights, I don’t kn | ow anym | ore |
| C | G |
| This is it, boys | this is war |
| C | G |
| What are we w | aiting for? |
| C | G | D |
| Why don’t we b | reak the rules alr | eady? |
| C | G |
| I was n | ever one to b | elieve the hype |
| C | G |
| Save that for the bl | ack and white |
| C | G |
| Try t | wice as hard and I’m | half as liked |
| D |
| But h | ere they come again to jack my style |
| C | G |
| I found a ma | rtyr in my | bed tonight |
| C | G |
| She | stops my bones | from wondering |
| D | C | G |
| Just | who I am, who I am, who I | am | |
| C | G | C | G | D |
| Oh | who am | I, | mmm | m, mm | mmm |
| G | C | G |
| Well | some nights I wish that this a | ll would e | nd |
| C | G | D |
| ‘Cause I | could use some | friends for a ch | ange |
| G | C | G |
| And s | ome nights I’m scared you’ll | forget me | again |
| C | G | D |
| Some n | ights, I always w | in, I | always win |
| C | G | C | G |
| But I s | till wake u | p, I still | see your g | host |
| C | G | D |
| Oh lord, I’m | still sure | sure what I | stand for, oh |
| C | G | C | G |
| What do I s | tand for, | what do I | stand for? |
| Em | D |
| Most nights, I don’t kn | ow, oh come on |
| C | G |
| So this is it? | I sold my soul for this? |
| D |
| Washed my hands of that for this? I miss my mom and dad for this? |
| C | G |
| No, when I see stars, when I s | ee stars, that’s all they are |
| D |
| When I he | ar songs, they sound like a swan |
| C | G | D |
| So come o | n, oh come | on, oh come | on, oh, come on |
| C | G |
| Well | that is it, guys, th | at is all |
| C | G |
| Five minutes in and I’m b | ored again |
| C | G | D |
| Ten years of this, and I’m not | sure if anyb | ody understands |
| C | G |
| This | one is not one for the fol | ks at home |
| C | G |
| S | orry to leave, mom, I | had to go |
| C | G | D |
| Who the hell wants to | die alone all | dried up in the desert sun? |
| C |
| My heart is b | reaking for my sister |
| G |
| And the c | on that she called love |
| D |
| And then I l | ook into my nephew’s eyes |
| Am |
| Man, you wouldn’t believe |
| C | Am | D |
| The most amazing things | that can come f | rom |
| C | G | C | G |
| The other n | ight, you wouldn’t believe the dr | eam I just had ab | out you and me |
| C | G | D |
| I called you up, but we’d b | oth agree | |
| C | G | C | G |
| It’s for the | best you didn’t l | isten | |
| C | G | D |
| It’s for the | best we get our d | istance, oh |
| Am |
| I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| But there was something so pleasant about that pl | ace |
Even your emotions had an echo
| Am |
| And when you’re out there, without care |
| Cmaj7 |
| Yeah, I was out of touch | |
| F |
| But it wasn’t because I didn’t know eno | ugh |
| Esus4 | E |
| I just knew too much | | |
| Am |
| Does that make me | crazy? |
| Cmaj7 |
| Does that make me | crazy? |
| F |
| Does that make me | crazy? |
| A | F |
| And I hope that you are having the time of your l | ife |
| Cmaj7 | Esus4 | E |
| But think tw | ice, that’s my only advic | e, | mmm |
| Am | Cmaj7 |
| Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you a | re |
| F |
| Ha ha ha, bless your so | ul |
| Esus4 | E |
| You really think you’re in cont | rol | |
| Am |
| Well, I think you’ | re crazy |
| Cmaj7 |
| I think you’re cra | zy |
| A | F |
| My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a | limb |
| Cmaj7 | Esus4 | E |
| And all I re | member is thinking, I wanna be like t | hem, | mmmm |
| Am | Cmaj7 |
| Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fu | n |
| F |
| And it’s no coincidence I’ve co | me |
| Esus4 | E |
| And I can die when I’m d | one | |
| Am | G |
| Now and t | hen I think of |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| When we | were toge | ther | | | |
| Am | G |
| Like when you | said you felt so |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| Happy yo | u could di | e | | | |
| Am | G | Am | G |
| Told mys | elf that you were | right for | me |
| Am | G | Am | G |
| But felt so | lonely in your | company | |
| Am | G |
| But that was | love and it’s an |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| Ache I st | ill remem | ber | | | |
| Am | G |
| You can get ad | dicted to a |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| Certain | kind of s | adness | | | |
| Am | G | Am |
| Like resign | ation to the | end |
| G | Am | G | Am | G |
| Always the | end | | | |
| Am | G | Am | G |
| So when we | found that we could | not make | sense |
| Am | G | Am | G |
| Well you | said that we would | still be fr | iends |
| Am | G |
| But I’ll ad | mit that I was |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| Glad that | it was o | ver | | | |
| Am | G | F | G |
| But you | didn’t have to | cut me | off |
| Am | G | F |
| Make out | like it never | happened |
| G | Am |
| And that | we were not | hing |
| G | F | G |
| And | I don’t even | need your | love |
| Am | G |
| But you | treat me like a | stranger |
| F | G |
| And that | feels so | rough |
| Am | G | F | G |
| No you d | idn’t have to st | oop so | low |
| Am | G | F |
| Have your fr | iends collect your | records |
| G | Am |
| And then | change your n | umber |
| G | F | G |
| I g | uess that I don’t | need that | though |
| Am | G | F | G |
| Now you’re just someb | ody that I | used to | know |
| Am | G | F | G |
| Am | G | F | G |
| Now you’re just someb | ody that I | used to | know |
| Am | G | F | G |
| Am | G | F | G |
| Now you’re just someb | ody that I | used to | know |
| Am | G |
| Now and | then I think of |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| All the times you scr | ewed me o | ver | | | |
| Am | G |
| But had me bel | ieving it was |
| Am | G | Am | G | Am | G |
| Always something | that I’d d | one | | | |
| G |
| And I don’t wanna live that way |
| G |
| Reading into every word you say |
| G |
| You said that you could let it go |
| G |
| And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know |
| Am | G | F | G |
| But you | didn’t have to | cut me | off |
| Am | G | F |
| Make out | like it never | happened |
| G | Am |
| And that | we were no | thing |
| G | F | G |
| And | I don’t even | need your | love |
| Am | G |
| But you | treat me like a | stranger |
| F | G |
| And that | feels so | rough |
| Am | G | F | G |
| No you d | idn’t have to st | oop so | low |
| Am | G | F |
| Have your fr | iends collect your | records |
| G | Am |
| And then | change your n | umber |
| G | F | G |
| I g | uess that I don’t | need that | though |
| Am | G | F | G |
| Now you’re just someb | ody that I | used to | know |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| Don’t wanna be an American idiot | | | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| Don’t want a nation under the new mania | | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| And can you hear the sound of hysteria? | | | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| The subliminal mind-blown America | | | | | |
| C5 |
| Welcome to a new kind of tension |
| G5 |
| All across the alien nation |
| D5 | G5 |
| Where everything isn’t meant to be o | kay |
| C5 |
| Television dreams of tomorrow |
| G5 |
| We’re not the ones who’re meant to follow |
| D5 |
| For that’s enough to argue |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| Well, maybe I’m the faggot, America | | | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| I’m not a part of a redneck agenda | | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| Now everybody do the propaganda | | | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| And sing along to the age of paranoia | | | | | |
| C5 |
| Welcome to a new kind of tension |
| G5 |
| All across the alien nation |
| D5 | G5 |
| Where everything isn’t meant to be o | kay |
| C5 |
| Television dreams of tomorrow |
| G5 |
| We’re not the ones who’re meant to follow |
| D5 |
| For that’s enough to argue |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| | | | | |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| Don’t wanna | be an | Ameri | can i | di | ot |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| One n | ation contro | lled b | y the | media |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F |
| Inform | ation a | ge o | f hys | teri | a |
| G5 |
| It’s calling out to idiot America |
| C5 |
| Welcome to a new kind of tension |
| G5 |
| All across the alien nation |
| D5 | G5 |
| Where everything isn’t meant to be o | kay |
| C5 |
| Television dreams of tomorrow |
| G5 |
| We’re not the ones who’re meant to follow |
| D5 |
| For that’s enough to argue |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 | F5 |
| G5 | C5 | F5 | C5 | G5 |
| Em | G |
| I walk a | lonely road |
| D | A | Em |
| The | only one that | I have ever | known |
| G |
| Don’t know | where it goes |
| D | A | Em | G | D | A |
| But it’s home to m | e and I walk a | lone | | | |
| Em | G |
| I walk this | empty street |
| D | A | Em |
| On the boule | vard of broken | dreams |
| D | A | Em | G |
| And | I’m the only one | and I walk a | lone | |
| D | A | Em | G |
| I walk al | one, I walk al | one | |
| D | A |
| I walk alo | ne, and I walk a |
| C | G | D | Em |
| My sh | adow’s the | only one that wa | lks beside me |
| C | G | D | Em |
| My sha | llow hea | rt’s the only th | ing that’s beating |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Somet | imes I wi | sh someone out th | ere will find me |
| C | G | B7 |
| Till th | en I w | alk alone |
| Em | G |
| I’m walking d | own the line |
| D | A | Em |
| That divides me so | mewhere in my m | ind |
| D | A | Em | G | D | A |
| Of the edge and wh | ere I walk al | one | | | |
| Em | G |
| Read be | tween the lines |
| D | A | Em |
| What’s messed up and | everything’s al | right |
| D | A | Em | G |
| To k | now I’m still al | ive and I walk al | one | |
| D | A | Em | G |
| I walk al | one, I walk al | one | |
| D | A |
| I walk alo | ne, and I walk a |
| C | G | D | Em |
| My sh | adow’s the | only one that wa | lks beside me |
| C | G | D | Em |
| My sha | llow hea | rt’s the only th | ing that’s beating |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Somet | imes I wi | sh someone out th | ere will find me |
| C | G | B7 |
| Till th | en I w | alk alone |
| Em | G |
| I walk this | empty street |
| D | A | Em |
| On the boule | vard of broken | dreams |
| D | A |
| And | I’m the only one | and I walk a |
| C | G | D | Em |
| My sh | adow’s the | only one that wa | lks beside me |
| C | G | D | Em |
| My sha | llow hea | rt’s the only th | ing that’s beating |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Somet | imes I wi | sh someone out th | ere will find me |
| C | G | B7 |
| Till th | en I w | alk alone |
| Em | C | G | D |
| Hear the | sound of the | falling ra | in |
| Em | C | G | B | Em |
| Coming do | wn like an a | rmag | eddon fl | ame (Hey!) |
| C | G | D | B |
| The sh | ame, the | ones who di | ed witho | ut a name |
| Em | C | G | D |
| Hear the d | ogs howling o | ut of ke | y |
| Em | C | G | B | Em |
| To a hy | mn called “F | aith and M | ise | ry” (Hey!) |
| C | G | D | B |
| And ble | ed, the c | ompany l | ost the w | ar today |
| Em | C | G | D |
| I beg to dr | eam and differ fr | om the hollow li | es |
| Em | C | G | B |
| This is the d | awning of the r | est of our l | ives |
| Em | C | G | D |
| Hear the | drum pounding | out of | time |
| Em | C | G | B | Em |
| Another p | rotest | or has cro | ssed a l | ine (Hey!) |
| C | G | D | B |
| To fin | d, the mo | ney’s | on the o | ther side |
| Em | C | G | D |
| Can I g | et an | other Am | en? (Amen!) |
| Em | C | G | B | Em |
| There’s a f | lag wrapped a | round a s | core of m | en (Hey!) |
| C | G | D | B |
| A g | ag, a p | lastic b | ag on a m | onument |
| Em | C | G | D |
| I beg to dr | eam and differ fr | om the hollow li | es |
| Em | C | G | B |
| This is the d | awning of the r | est of our l | ives |
| Em | G | C | A | D | B |
| Zieg H | eil to the p | resid | ent | gasm | an |
| Em | G | D | B | Em |
| Bombs a | way is your p | uni | shm | ent |
| Em | G | C | A | D | B |
| Pulver | ize the | Eiff | el | towe | rs |
| Em | G | D | B | Em |
| Who crit | icize your | gov | ern | ment |
| Em | G | C | A | D | B |
| Bang b | ang goes the | brok | en gl | ass a | nd |
| Em | G | D | B | Em |
| Kill all the fa | gs that d | on’t | agr | ee |
| Em | G | C | A | D | B |
| Trials by | fire, | sett | ing | fir | e |
| Em | G | D | B | Em |
| Is not a | way that’s m | eant f | or | me |
| B | Em |
| Just ‘cause, just ‘cause, because we’re outlaws ye | ah! |
| Em | C | G | D |
| I beg to dr | eam and differ fr | om the hollow li | es |
| Em | C | G | B |
| This is the d | awning of the r | est of our l | ives |
| Em | C | G | D |
| I beg to dr | eam and differ fr | om the hollow li | es |
| Em | C | G | B |
| This is the d | awning of the r | est of our l | ives |
| B | Em |
| This is our lives on holi | day |
| G | G/F# |
| Summer has | come and passed |
| Em7 | G/D |
| The i | nnocent can | never last |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| G | G/F# |
| Like my father’s c | ome to pass |
| Em7 | G/D |
| Seven years has g | one so fast |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| Em | Bm |
| Here comes the | rain again |
| C | G | D/F# |
| Falling from the | stars | |
| Em | Bm |
| Drenched in my | pain again |
| G | G/F# |
| As my memor | y rests |
| Em7 | G/D |
| But n | ever forgets w | hat I lost |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| G | G/F# |
| Summer has | come and passed |
| Em7 | G/D |
| The i | nnocent can | never last |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| G | G/F# |
| Ring out the b | ells again |
| Em7 | G/D |
| Like we did when | Spring began |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| Em | Bm |
| Here comes the | rain again |
| C | G | D/F# |
| Falling from the | stars | |
| Em | Bm |
| Drenched in my | pain again |
| G | G/F# |
| As my memor | y rests |
| Em7 | G/D |
| But n | ever forgets w | hat I lost |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| G | G/F# |
| Summer has | come and passed |
| Em7 | G/D |
| The i | nnocent can | never last |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| G | G/F# |
| Like my father’s c | ome to pass |
| Em7 | G/D |
| Twenty years has g | one so fast |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| C | Cm | G |
| Wake me up | when September end | s |
| A |
| Well I ain’t n | ever been the Barbie doll type |
No I can’t swig that sweet champagne
I'd rather drink beer all night
| D |
| In a t | avern, or in a honky-tonk |
Or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
| A |
| I’ve got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid, and Strait |
| E7 |
| Some pe | ople look down on me, but I don’t give a rip |
| D |
| I’ll s | tand bare-footed in my own front yard |
With a baby on my hip
| A |
| ‘Cause I’m a | redneck woman |
I ain’t no high-class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say hey y'all and yee-haw
| D |
| And I ke | ep my Christmas lights on |
On my front porch all year long
| A |
| And | I know all the words to |
Every Charlie Daniels song
| E7 |
| So h | ere’s to all my sisters |
Out there keeping it country
| D |
| L | et me get a big hell yeah |
| D | D |
| From the | redneck girls like | me |
| A |
| Victoria’s Secret, well their stuff’s real nice |
Oh but I can buy the same damn thing
On a Walmart shelf half-price
| D |
| And still look | sexy, just as sexy, as those models on TV |
| A |
| No, I | don’t need no designer tag |
To make my man want me
| E7 |
| You might think I’m trashy, a little too hard-core |
| D |
| But | in my neck of the woods, I’m just the girl next door |
| A |
| Hey I’m a | redneck woman |
I ain’t no high-class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say hey y'all and yee-haw
| D |
| And I ke | ep my Christmas lights on |
On my front porch all year long
| A |
| And | I know all the words to |
Every Tanya Tucker song
| E7 |
| So h | ere’s to all my sisters |
Out there keeping it country
| D |
| L | et me get a big hell yeah |
| D | D |
| From the | redneck girls like | me |
I ain’t no high-class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say hey y'all and yee-haw
| D |
| And I ke | ep my Christmas lights on |
On my front porch all year long
| A |
| And | I know all the words to |
Every Old Bocephus song
| E7 |
| So h | ere’s to all my sisters |
Out there keeping it country
| D |
| L | et me get a big hell yeah |
| D | C | A |
| From the | redneck girls | like | me |
| A |
| H | ell yeah, hell yeah, I said hell yeah |
| C | F |
| We could just go h | ome right now |
| Am | G |
| Or | maybe we could st | ick around |
| C | F | Am | G |
| For | just one more | drink, oh y | eah | |
| C | F |
| Get another bo | ttle out |
| Am | G |
| Let’s | shoot the stuff, s | it back down |
| C | F | Am | G |
| For | just one more | drink, oh y | eah | |
| Am | F |
| All the ti | mes that we messed | up |
| Am | F |
| ‘Cause the | last few days have | kicked my ass |
| C | G |
| So | let’s give em | hell |
| C | F |
| We’ve | stuck it out this f | ar together |
| Am | G |
| Put our dreams t | hrough the shredder |
| C | F | Am | G |
| Let’s | toast ‘cause t | hings got | better | |
| C | F |
| ‘Cause | everything could c | hange like that |
| Am | G |
| And | all these years go b | y so fast |
| C | F | Am | G |
| But | nothing | lasts, fore | ver | |
| Am | F |
| All the | times that we messed | up |
| Am | F |
| ‘Cause the | last few nights have | kicked my ass |
| Am | F |
| T | ell em go m thems | elves |
| D |
| Here’s to a | ll that we’ve kissed |
| F |
| And to a | ll that we’ve missed |
| C | G |
| To the | biggest mistakes that we j | ust wouldn’t trade |
Without us breakin’ down
| G |
| To whatev | er’s coming our way |
| Am | F |
| All the | times that we messed | up |
| Am | F |
| ‘Cause the | last few days have ki | cked my ass |
| C | G |
| So | let’s give em | hell |
| Am | F |
| All the | times that we messed u | p |
| Am | F |
| ‘Cause the l | ast few nights have k | icked my ass |
| Am | F |
| Tell ‘em go screw them | selves |
| Am | C | G | D |
| I’ve been a m | ess since you st | ayed | |
| Am | C | G | D |
| I’ve been a w | reck since you c | hanged | |
| Am | C |
| Don’t let me | get in your way |
| G | D |
| I miss the | lies and the pain |
| F | E | G |
| The fights that keep us awa | ke-ake-ake, | I’m tellin’ you |
| Am | C |
| I miss the bad things, | the way you hate me |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the screaming, the | way that you | blame me |
| Am | C |
| Miss the phone calls | when it’s your fault |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the late nights, d | on’t miss y | ou at all |
| Am | C | G |
| I like the k | ick in the f | ace |
| D |
| And the | things you do to me |
| F | E |
| I love the way that it hu | rts |
| G |
| I don’t miss | you I miss the misery |
| Am | C | G | D |
| I’ve tried but I | just can’t t | ake it | |
| Am | C | G | D |
| I’d rather | fight than just | fake it, | ‘cause I like it rough |
| Am | C |
| You know that | I’ve had enough |
| G | D |
| I dare ya t | o call my bluff |
| F | E | G |
| Can’t take too much of a g | ood thi- | ing I’m tellin’ you |
| Am | C |
| I miss the bad things, | the way you hate me |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the screaming, the | way that you | blame me |
| Am | C |
| Miss the phone calls | when it’s your fault |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the late nights, d | on’t miss y | ou at all |
| Am | C | G |
| I like the k | ick in the f | ace |
| D |
| And the | things you do to me |
| F | E |
| I love the way that it hu | rts |
| G |
| I don’t miss | you, I miss the misery |
| F | G | A |
| Just know that I’ll make y | ou hu | rt |
(I miss the lies and the pain what you did to me)
| F | G | A |
| When you tell me you’ll make | it wo | rk |
(I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV)
| F | G | A |
| I hate that feelin’ | insi | de |
| G/B | C | D | F |
| You | tell me | how hard | you’ll | try |
| E |
| But when we’re at our wo | rst |
| Am | C |
| I miss the bad things | the way you hate me |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the screaming, the | way that you | blame me |
| Am | C |
| I miss the rough sex, | leaves me a mess |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the feeling, the | pains in | my chest |
| Am | C |
| Miss the phone calls | when it’s your fault |
| G | D | F |
| I miss the late nights, d | on’t miss y | ou at all |
| Am | C | G |
| I like the k | ick in the f | ace |
| D |
| And the | things you do to me |
| F | E |
| I love the way that it hu | rts |
| G |
| I don’t miss | you, I miss the misery |
| Am | G | D/F# | F | G |
| I don’t miss y | ou, I miss the mis | ery | → | |
| Am | G | D/F# | F | G |
| | | I don’t miss y | ou, I miss the m | isery |
| C | Am |
| I’m not a perfect | person |
| C |
| There’s many things I wish I didn’t | do |
| Am |
| But I continue | learning |
| F |
| I never meant to do those things to | you |
| G |
| And so I have to say before I | go |
| C |
| That I just want you to kn | ow |
| Am |
| I’ve found a reason for | me |
| F |
| To change who I used to | be |
| G |
| A reason to start over n | ew |
| C | Am |
| I’m sorry that I hur | t you |
| C |
| It’s something I must live with every | day |
| Am |
| And all the pain I put you | through |
| F |
| I wish that I could take it all aw | ay |
| G |
| And be the one who catches all your t | ears |
| C |
| That’s why I need you to h | ear |
| Am |
| I’ve found a reason for | me |
| F |
| To change who I used to | be |
| G |
| A reason to start over n | ew |
| C | Am |
| I’m not a perfect | person |
| F |
| I never meant to do those things to | you |
| G |
| And so I have to say before I | go |
| C |
| That I just want you to k | now |
| Am |
| I’ve found a reason for | me |
| F |
| To change who I used to | be |
| G |
| A reason to start over n | ew |
| Am |
| I’ve found a reason to s | how |
| F |
| A side of me you didn’t | know |
| G |
| A reason for all that I | do |
| F#m |
| And the s | aints we see |
| A |
| When your d | reams all fail |
| D |
| And the b | lood’s run stale |
| A |
| I want to hide the truth |
| F#m |
| But with the beast inside |
| D |
| There’s nowhere we can hide |
| A |
| No matter what we breed |
| E |
| We still are made of greed |
| F#m |
| This is my kingdom come |
| D |
| This is my kingdom come |
| F#m |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| D |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| F#m |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| D |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| A |
| When the c | urtain’s call |
| F#m |
| When the l | ights fade out |
| F#m |
| Will come c | alling out |
| A |
| Don’t wanna let you down |
| F#m |
| Though this is all for you |
| D |
| Don’t wanna hide the truth |
| A |
| No matter what we breed |
| E |
| We still are made of greed |
| F#m |
| This is my kingdom come |
| D |
| This is my kingdom come |
| F#m |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| D |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| F#m |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| D |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| A |
| They say it’s what you make |
| F#m |
| It’s woven in my soul |
| A |
| Your eyes they shine so bright |
| E |
| I want to save that light |
| F#m |
| I can’t escape this now |
| F#m |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| D |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| F#m |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| D |
| It’s where my demons hide |
| Em7add4 | G69 | D69 |
| Em7add4 | G69 | D69 |
| Em7add4 | G69 | D69 |
| Em7add4 |
|
| Em | G | D |
| I’m waking | up to ash and | dust |
| A | Em |
| I wipe my | brow and I sweat my r | ust |
| G | D |
| I’m breathing | in the chemica | ls |
| Em | G | D |
| I’m breaking | in, shaping | up |
| A | Em |
| Then checking | out on the prison bu | s |
| Em | G | D | A |
| This is | it, the apoca | lypse, whoa- | oh |
| Em | G |
| I’m waking | up, I feel it | in my bones |
| D | A |
| E | nough to make my | systems blow |
| Em | G |
| Welcome to the new age, | to the new age |
| D | A |
| Welcome to the new age, | to the new age |
| Em | G | D | A |
| Whoa, | whoa, I’m | radioactive, | radioactive |
| Em | G | D | A |
| Whoa, | whoa, I’m | radioactive, | radioactive |
| Em | G | D |
| I raise my fl | ags, dye my cl | othes |
| A | Em |
| It’s a revo | lution, I sup | pose |
| G | D | A |
| We’re painted r | ed to fit right i | n, whoa-o | h |
| Em | G | D |
| I’m breaking | in, shaping | up |
| A | Em |
| Then checking | out on the prison b | us |
| Em | G | D | A |
| This is | it, the apoca | lypse, wha-o | oh |
| Em | G |
| I’m waking | up, I feel it | in my bones |
| D | A |
| E | nough to make my | systems blow |
| Em | G |
| Welcome to the new age, | to the new age |
| D | A |
| Welcome to the new age, | to the new age |
| Em | G | D | A |
| Whoa, | whoa, I’m | radioactive, | radioactive |
| Em | G | D | A |
| Whoa, | whoa, I’m | radioactive, | radioactive |
| Em | Gmaj7 | D | A |
| All systems | go, s | un hasn’t di | ed |
| Em | Gmaj7 | D | A |
| Deep in my | bones, | straight from ins | ide |
| Em | G |
| I’m waking | up, I feel it | in my bones |
| D | A |
| E | nough to make my | systems blow |
| Em | G |
| Welcome to the new age, | to the new age |
| D | A |
| Welcome to the new age, | to the new age |
| Em | G | D | A |
| Whoa, | whoa, I’m | radioactive, | radioactive |
| Em | G | D | A |
| Whoa, | whoa, I’m | radioactive, | radioactive |
| G |
| D | on’t you worry there, my honey |
| Gsus4 |
| W | e might not have any money |
| Em | C |
| B | ut we’ve got our love to pay the | bills |
| G |
| M | aybe I think you’re cute and funny |
| Gsus4 |
| M | aybe I wanna do what bunnies |
| Em | C |
| Do with you if you know what I | mean |
| G | B7 | C | G |
| Oh, | let’s get rich and | buy our parents | homes in the South of | France |
| G | B |
| Let’s get | rich and give everyb | ody nice sweaters |
| C | Dsus4 | D |
| And | teach them how to | dance | |
| G | B7 |
| Let’s get | rich and build a | house on a mountain |
| C | A7 |
| Making | everybody look like | ants |
| G | C | D | G |
| From way up | there, you and | I, | you and | I |
| G |
| Well, | you might be a bit confused |
| Gsus4 |
| And | you might be a little bit bruised |
| Em | C |
| But | baby, how we spoon like no one | else |
| G |
| So | I will help you read those books |
| Gsus4 |
| If | you will soothe my worried looks |
| Em | C |
| And | we will put the lonesome on the | shelf |
| G | B7 | C | G |
| Oh, | let’s get rich and | buy our parents | homes in the South of | France |
| G | B |
| Let’s get | rich and give everyb | ody nice sweaters |
| C | Dsus4 | D |
| And | teach them how to | dance | |
| G | B7 |
| Let’s get | rich and build a | house on a mountain |
| C | A7 |
| Making | everybody look like | ants |
| G | C | D | G |
| From way up | there, you and | I, | you and | I |
| G | B7 | C | G |
| Oh, | let’s get rich and | buy our parents | homes in the South of | France |
| G | B7 |
| Let’s get | rich and give every | body nice sweaters |
| C | Dsus4 | D |
| And | teach them how to | dance | |
| G | B7 |
| Let’s get | rich and build a | house on a mountain |
| C | A7 |
| Making | everybody look like | ants |
| G | C | D | G |
| From way up | there, you and | I, | you and | I |
| E |
| Who’s to say, what’s impossible |
| F#m |
| Well | they forgot, this world keeps spinning |
| F#m |
| I can feel a change in | everything |
| E |
| And as the surface breaks re | flections fade |
| F#m |
| But in some ways they re | main the same |
| E |
| And as my mind begins to | spread its wings |
| F#m |
| There’s no stopping curi | osity |
| E | F#m |
| I want to turn the whole thing | upside | down |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| I’ll find the | things they say just | can’t be | found |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| I’ll share this | love I find with | every | one |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| We’ll sing and | dance to mother | nature’s | songs |
| A | B | E |
| I don’t want this | feeling to go a | way |
| E |
| Who’s to say, I can’t do everything |
| E |
| And as I roll along I be | gin to find |
| F#m |
| Things aren’t always just | what they seem |
| E | F#m |
| I want to turn the whole thing | upside | down |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| I’ll find the | things they say just | can’t be | found |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| I’ll share this | love I find with | every | one |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| We’ll sing and | dance to mother | nature’s | songs |
| A | B | G#m | F#m |
| This world keeps | spinning and there’s | no time to | waste |
| G#m | A | B |
| Well it | all, keeps | spinning, spinning | round and round and |
| A | B | E | F#m |
| Who’s to say what’s im | possible and | can’t be | found |
| A | B | E |
| I don’t want this | feeling to go a | way |
| E | F#m |
| | Please don’t go away |
| E | F#m |
| | Please don’t go away |
| E | F#m | A | E |
| | Is this how it’s suppo | sed to be? | |
| A |
| May you have aus | piciousness and causes of success |
| F#m |
| May you have the | confidence to always do your best |
| D |
| May you take no | effort in your being generous |
| E |
| Sharing what you | can nothing more nothing less |
| A |
| May you know the | meaning of the word happiness |
| F#m |
| May you always | lead from the beating in your chest |
| D |
| May you be | treated like an esteemed guest |
| E |
| May you get to | rest may you catch your breath |
| F#m | D | A | E |
| May the | best of your todays be the | worst of your tomorrows, | woa | h |
| F#m | D | A | E |
| May the | road less paved be the | road that you follow, | woa | h |
| A |
| Well, | here’s to the hearts that you’re gonna break |
| E | Bdim7/F |
| Here’s to the lives that you’re gonna change | |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the infinite possible ways to | love you, I want you to have it |
| A |
| Here’s to the good times we gonna have |
| E | Bdim7/F |
| You d | on’t need money you’ve got free pass | |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the fact that I’d be sad with | out you, I want you to have it all |
| A | E | Bdim7/F | F#m |
| Oh, I want you to | have it all, I wa | nt you to | have it |
| D |
| I want you to | have it all |
| A |
| May you be as fasci | nating as a slap bracelet |
| F#m |
| May you keep the | chaos and the clutter off your desk |
| D |
| May you have un | questionable health and less stress |
| E |
| Having no po | ssessions, though immeasurable wealth |
| A |
| May you get a | gold star on your next test |
| F#m |
| May your edu | cated guesses always be correct |
| D |
| And may you win | prizes shining like diamonds |
| E |
| May you really | own it each moment to the next |
| F#m | D | A | E |
| May the | best of your todays be the | worst of your tomorrows, | woa | h |
| F#m | D | A | E |
| May the | road less paved be the | road that you follow, | woa | h |
| A |
| Well, | here’s to the hearts that you’re gonna break |
| E | Bdim7/F |
| Here’s to the lives that you’re gonna change | |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the infinite possible ways to | love you, I want you to have it |
| A |
| Here’s to the good times we gonna have |
| E | Bdim7/F |
| You d | on’t need money you’ve got free pass | |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the fact that I’d be sad with | out you, I want you to have it all |
| A | E | Bdim7/F | F#m |
| Oh, I want you to | have it all, I w | ant you to | have it |
| D |
| I want you to | have it all |
| F#m | E |
| Ah-all, I want you to have it | all |
| F#m |
| All you can imagine, | oh, no matter what your path is |
| A |
| If you believe it, then anything could happen |
| D |
| Go go go, raise your glasses |
| E | Bdim7 | F#m |
| Go go go, you can ha | ve it | |
| A |
| Here’s to the hearts that you’re gonna break |
| E |
| Here’s to the lives that you’re gonna change |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the infinite possible ways to | love you, I want you to have it |
| A |
| Here’s to the good times we gonna have |
| E |
| You d | on’t need money you’ve got free pass |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the fact that I’d be sad with | out you, I want you to have it all |
| A | E | F#m |
| Oh, I want you to | have it all, I want you to | have it |
| D |
| I want you to | have it, I want you to have it all |
| A |
| Here’s to the good times we gonna have |
| E |
| Here’s to you always makin’ me laugh |
| F#m | D |
| Here’s to the fact that I’d be sad with | out you, I want you to have it all |
| G# |
| Well | you done done me and you bet that I felt it |
| D# |
| I t | ried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted |
| Fm |
| I | fell right through the cracks |
| C# |
| And now I’m | tryin to get back |
| G# |
| Before the c | ool done run out, I’ll be givin’ it my bestest |
| D# |
| And | nothin’s gonna stop me but divine intervention |
| Fm |
| I re | ckon it’s again my turn |
| C# |
| To w | in some or learn some |
| G# | D# |
| But | I won’t hesi | tate |
| C# |
| It can not w | ait, I’m yours |
| G# | D# |
| Well open up your mind and see like | me |
| Fm |
| Open up your plans and then you’re | free |
| C# |
| Look into your heart and you’ll find | love love love love |
| G# | D# |
| Listen to the music of the moment people dance and s | ing |
| Fm |
| We’re just one big fami | ly |
| C# | A# |
| It’s our god forsaken right to be | loved loved loved loved | loved |
| G# | D# |
| But | I won’t hesi | tate |
| C# |
| It can not w | ait, I’m sure |
| G# | D# |
| There’s no n | eed to complic | ate |
| C# |
| This is our f | ate I’m yours |
| G# | D#/G | Fm | D# | C# | C# | A#7/D | A#7/D |
| G# | D#/G | Fm | D# | C# | C# | A#7/D | A#7/D |
| | | | | | | | |
| G# |
| I’ve been spending | way too long checking my tongue in the mirror |
| D# |
| And | bending over backwards just to try to see clearer |
| Fm |
| But my | breath fogged up the glass |
| C# |
| And so I | drew a new face and I laughed |
| G# |
| I | guess what I’m saying is there ain’t no better reason |
| D# |
| To | rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons |
| Fm |
| It’s | what we aim to do |
| C# |
| Our | name is our virtue |
| G# | D# |
| But | I won’t hesi | tate |
| C# |
| It can not w | ait, I’m yours |
| G# | D# |
| There’s no n | eed to complic | ate |
| C# | A# |
| This is our f | ate I’m yours | |
| Em | A |
| Well, I saw | fireworks from the | freeway |
| D | G | G/F# |
| And be | hind closed eyes, I cannot | make them go a | way |
| Em | A |
| ‘Cause you were | born on the fourth of Ju | ly, freedom ring |
| D | G | G/F# |
| Well, | something on the surface, it | stings | |
| Em | A |
| I said, | something on the surface, well, it | kinda makes me nervous |
| D |
| Who | say that you deserve this? |
| G | G/F# |
| And what | kind of god would | serve this? |
| Em | A |
| We will | cure this dirty | old disease |
| D |
| Well, if | you’ve gots the poison, I’ve gots the remedy |
| Em | A |
| The | remedy is the ex | perience |
| D | G | G/F# |
| This is a | dangerous li | aison | |
| Em | A |
| I says, the | comedy is that it’s | serious |
| D | G | G/F# |
| ‘Cause it’s a | strange enough new | play on | words |
| Em | A |
| I say the | tragedy is how you’re gon | na spend |
| D | G | G/F# |
| The | rest of your nights with the | light on | |
| Em | A |
| So shine the | light on all of your | friends |
| D |
| When it | all amounts to nothing in the end |
| G | C | D | D |
| I, | | I won’t | worry my |
| Em | Bm | C | D |
| Life away, | h | ey, o | h, oh |
| G | C | D | D |
| I, | | I won’t | worry my |
| Em | Bm | C | D |
| Life away, | h | ey, o | h, oh |
| Em | A |
| Well, I heard | two men talking on the | radio |
| D | G | G/F# |
| In a | cross fire kind of new re | ality show | |
| Em | A |
| Un | covering the ways to plan the | next big attack |
| D |
| While they were | counting down the ways to stab the |
| G | G/F# |
| Brother in the b | e right |
| Em | A |
| B | ack after this, the una | voidable kiss |
| D | G | G/F# |
| Where the | minty fresh death breath is | sure to outl | ast this |
| Em | A |
| Cata | strophe, dan | ce with me |
| D |
| ‘Cause if | you’ve gots the poison, I’ve gots the remedy |
| Em | A |
| The | remedy is the ex | perience |
| D | G | G/F# |
| This is a | dangerous li | aison | |
| Em | A |
| I says, the | comedy is that it’s | serious |
| D | G | G/F# |
| This is a | strange enough new | play on | words |
| Em | A |
| I said the | tragedy is how you’re gon | na spend |
| D | G | G/F# |
| The | rest of your nights with the | light on | |
| Em | A |
| So shine the | light on all of your | friends |
| D |
| When it | all amounts to nothing in the end |
| G | C | D | D |
| I, | | I won’t | worry my |
| Em | Bm | C | D |
| Life away, | h | ey, o | h, oh |
| G | C | D | D |
| I, | | I won’t | worry my |
| Em | Bm | C | D |
| Life away, | h | ey, o | h, oh |
| Em | C | G |
| When I fall in love | , I take my | time |
| D |
| There’s no need to | hurry when I’m making up my mind |
| Em | C |
| You can turn off the sun | |
| G | D |
| But I’m still gonna | shine, and I’ll tell you | why |
| Gm | C/G |
| Because the | remedy is the ex | perience |
| Gm | C/G |
| This is a | dangerous li | aison |
| Gm | C/G |
| I says the | comedy is that it’s | serious |
| Gm | C/G |
| This is a | strange enough new | play on words |
| Gm | C/G |
| I said the | tragedy is how you’re gon | na spend |
| Gm | C/G |
| The | rest of your nights with the | light on |
| Gm | C/G |
| So shine the | light on all of your | friends |
| F |
| When it | all amounts to nothing in the end |
| G | C | D | D |
| I, | | I won’t | worry my |
| Em | Bm | C | D |
| Life away, | h | ey, o | h, oh |
| G | C | D | D |
| I, | | I won’t | worry my |
| Em | Bm | C | D |
| Life away, | h | ey, o | h, oh |
| D |
| It’s a o | ne, two, three, take my hand and come with me |
Because you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine
I said you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine
| D |
| Four, five, six, come on and get your kicks |
Now you don’t need money when you look like that, do ya honey
| G | F | C | G | F | C |
| Big black boots, | → | | long brown hair | → | |
| G | F | C | G |
| Ah | she’s so sweet, | with | her | get back stare |
| D | F |
| Well, I could see, | you home with me |
| G | D |
| But you were with another | man, yeah |
| D | F |
| I, know, we ain’t got, | much to say |
| G | D | A | C |
| Before I let you get aw | ay, yeah | | |
I said, are you gonna be my girl
| D |
| Well, it’s a one, two, three, take my hand and come with me |
Because you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine
I said you look so fine and I really wanna make you mine
| D |
| Ah | four, five, six, come on and get your kicks |
Now you don’t need money with a face like that, do ya
| G | F | C | G | F | C |
| Big black boots, | → | | long brown hair | → | |
| G | F | C | G |
| Ah | she’s so sweet, | with | her | get back stare |
| D | F |
| Well, I could see, | you home with me |
| G | D |
| But you were with another | man, yeah |
| D | F |
| I, know, we ain’t got, | much to say |
| G | D | A | C |
| Before I let you get aw | ay, yeah | | |
I said, are you gonna be my girl
| D | F |
| I could see, | you home with me |
| G | D |
| But you were with another | man, yeah |
| D | F |
| I, know, we ain’t got, | much to say |
| G | D |
| Before I let you get aw | ay, yeah |
| D | F |
| Ah be my girl, | be my girl |
| G | D |
| Are you gonna be my | girl |
| A | E |
| Hey, don’t write yourself off y | et |
| D | A |
| It’s only in your head you f | eel left out or looked down | on |
| A | E |
| Just try your b | est, try everything you c | an |
| D | A |
| And don’t you worry what they t | ell themselves when you’re aw | ay |
| A | E |
| It just t | akes some time, little girl you’re in the middle o | f the ride |
| D |
| Everything, everything will | be just fine |
| A |
| Everything, everything will | be all right, all right |
| A | E |
| Hey, you know they’re all the s | ame |
| D | A |
| You know you’re doing better | on your own, so don’t buy i | n |
| A | E |
| Live right n | ow, yeah just be yourse | lf |
| D | A |
| It doesn’t matter if it’s go | od enough for someone | else |
| A | E |
| It just t | akes some time, little girl you’re in the middle o | f the ride |
| D |
| Everything, everything will | be just fine |
| A |
| Everything, everything will | be all right, all right |
| A | E |
| It just t | akes some time, little girl you’re in the middle o | f the ride |
| D |
| Everything, everything will | be just fine |
| A |
| Everything, everything will | be all right, all right |
| A | E |
| Hey, don’t write yourself off y | et |
| D | A |
| It’s only in your head you f | eel left out or looked down | on |
| A | E |
| Just do your b | est, do everything you c | an |
| D | A |
| And don’t you worry what the b | itter hearts are gonna | say |
| A | E |
| It just t | akes some time, little girl you’re in the middle o | f the ride |
| D |
| Everything, everything will | be just fine |
| A |
| Everything, everything will | be all right, all right |
| A | E |
| It just t | akes some time, little girl you’re in the middle o | f the ride |
| D |
| Everything, everything will | be just fine |
| A |
| Everything, everything will | be all right, all right |
| Emaj7 | Amaj7 |
| Welcome to the real world, she | said to me |
| C#m7 |
| Condescendingly, | take a seat, take your life |
| Am7 |
| Plot it out in black and white |
| Emaj7 | Amaj7 |
| Well I | never lived the dreams of the | prom kings |
| C#m7 |
| And the drama queens I’d like to think the | best of me |
| F#7 |
| Is still hiding | up my sleeve |
| Asus2 |
| They | love to tell you |
| Emaj7 |
| Stay inside the | lines |
| F#7 | Asus2 | Emaj7 |
| But | something’s better | on the other side | |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I wanna | run through the | halls of my | high school |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I wanna | scream at the t | op of my | lungs |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I just found | out there’s no such | thing as the | real world |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| Just a | lie you’ve got to | rise a | bove |
| Emaj7 | Amaj7 |
| So the good boys and girls take the | so called right track |
| C#m7 |
| Faded white hats grabbing | credits and maybe transfers |
| Am7 |
| They | read all the books but they can’t find the answers |
| Emaj7 | Amaj7 |
| And all of our parents they’re getting | older |
| C#m7 |
| I wonder if they’ve wished for anything | better |
| F#7 |
| While in their memories tiny | tragedies |
| Asus2 |
| They | love to tell you |
| Emaj7 |
| Stay inside the | lines |
| F#7 | Asus2 | Emaj7 |
| But | something’s better | on the other side | |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I wanna | run through the | halls of my | high school |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I wanna | scream at the t | op of my | lungs |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I just found | out there’s no such | thing as the | real world |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| Just a | lie you’ve got to | rise a | bove |
| Fmaj7b5 | Aadd9 | Fmaj7b5 |
| Aadd9 | Fmaj7b5 |
| I am in | vincible | |
| Aadd9 | Fmaj7b5 |
| I am in | vincible | |
| Fmaj7b5 | Emaj7 |
| As | long as I’m a | live |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I wanna | run through the | halls of my | high school |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I wanna | scream at the t | op of my | lungs |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I just found | out there’s no such | thing as the | real world |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| Just a | lie you’ve got to | rise a | bove |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I just can’t | wait till my | ten year re | union |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| I’m gonna | bust down the | double doors | |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| And when I | stand on these | tables be | fore you |
| Am | D7 | Emaj7 |
| You will | know what all this | time was | for |
| Emaj9 | Amaj9 |
| Welcome to the real world, she | said to me |
| C#m11 |
| Condescendingly, | take a seat, take your life |
| Em11 |
| Plot it out in black and white |
| Emaj9 | Amaj9 |
| Well I | never lived the dreams of the | prom kings |
| C#m11 |
| And the drama queens I’d like to think the | best of me |
| F#7 |
| Is still hiding | up my sleeve |
| A2 | Aadd11 | Add9 | Amaj9 |
| They | love | to | tell | you |
| A2 | Aadd11 | Add9 | Amaj9 | Emaj9 |
| Stay | in | side | the lines | |
| F#7 | A2 | Emaj9 |
| But | something’s better | on the other side | |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I wanna | run through the | halls of my | high school |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I wanna | scream at the t | op of my | lungs |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I just found | out there’s no such | thing as the | real world |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| Just a | lie you’ve got to | rise a | bove |
| Emaj9 | Amaj9 |
| So the good boys and girls take the | so called right track |
| C#m11 |
| Faded white hats grabbing | credits and maybe transfers |
| Em11 |
| They | read all the books but they can’t find the answers |
| Emaj9 | Amaj9 |
| And all of our parents they’re getting | older |
| C#m11 |
| I wonder if they’ve wished for anything | better |
| F#7 |
| While in their memories tiny | tragedies |
| A2 | Aadd11 | Add9 | Amaj9 |
| They | love | to | tell | you |
| A2 | Aadd11 | Add9 | Amaj9 | Emaj9 |
| Stay | in | side | the lines | |
| F#7 | A2 | Emaj9 |
| But | something’s better | on the other side | |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I wanna | run through the | halls of my | high school |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I wanna | scream at the t | op of my | lungs |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I just found | out there’s no such | thing as the | real world |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| Just a | lie you’ve got to | rise a | bove |
| Fmaj7b5 | Aadd9alt | Fmaj7b5 |
| Aadd9alt | Fmaj7b5 |
| I am in | vincible | |
| Aadd9alt | Fmaj7b5 |
| I am in | vincible | |
| Fmaj7b5/G | Emaj9 |
| As | long as I’m a | live |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I wanna | run through the | halls of my | high school |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I wanna | scream at the t | op of my | lungs |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I just found | out there’s no such | thing as the | real world |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| Just a | lie you’ve got to | rise a | bove |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I just can’t | wait till my | ten year re | union |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| I’m gonna | bust down the | double doors | |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| And when I | stand on these | tables be | fore you |
| Amin9 | D7 | Emaj9 |
| You will | know what all this | time was | for |
| C | Am | F | C |
| Me and all my fr | iends, we’re a | ll misundersto | od |
| G | Am | F | C |
| They s | ay we stand for n | othing and, there’s no wa | y we ever cou | ld |
| C | Am | F | C |
| Now we see | everything that’s g | oing wrong with the w | orld and those who l | ead it |
| G | Am | F | C |
| We just f | eel like we don’t h | ave the means to r | ise above and b | eat it |
| C | Am | F | C |
| So we keep wai | ting, (wa | iting) waiting on the wo | rld to change | |
| G | Am | F | C |
| We keep on wai | ting, (wa | iting) waiting on the wo | rld to change | |
| C | Dm7 | Am | Dm7 |
| It’s ha | rd to beat the sy | stem, when you’re stan | ding at a dis | tance |
| G | Am | F | C |
| So we keep wai | ting, (wai | ting) waiting on the wo | rld to change | |
| C | Am | F | C |
| Now i | f we had the p | ower to bring our ne | ighbors home from w | ar |
| G | Am | F | C |
| They would have n | ever missed a C | hristmas, no more r | ibbons on their do | or |
| C | Am | F | C |
| And when you tr | ust your televi | sion, what you g | et is what you got | |
| G | Am | F | C |
| Cause when they o | wn the inform | ation, oh they can b | end it all they want | |
| C | Am | F | C |
| That’s why we’re w | aiting (w | aiting) waiting on the w | orld to change | |
| G | Am | F | C |
| We keep on wai | ting, (wa | iting) waiting on the wo | rld to change | |
| C | Dm7 | Am | Dm7 |
| It’s no | t that we don’t c | are, we just k | now that the fight ai | n’t fair |
| G | Am | F | C |
| So we keep on | waiting (w | aiting) waiting on the | world to change | |
| Cm7 | Cm7 | Cm7 | Cm7 |
| Cm7 | Cm7 | Cm7 | C7#9 |
| | | | |
| C | Am | F | C |
| G | Am | F | C |
| C | Am | F | C |
| G | Am | F | C |
| | | | |
| C | Am | F | C |
| And we’re stil | l waiting (wa | iting) waiting on the w | orld to change | |
| G | Am | F | C |
| We keep on wai | ting (wai | ting) waiting on the wor | ld to change | |
| C | Dm | Am | Dm7 |
| One | day our genera | tion is gonna r | ule the popula | tion |
| G | Am | F | C |
| So we keep on | waiting (w | aiting) waiting on the | world to change | |
| G | Am | F | C |
| No we keep on | waiting (w | aiting) waiting on the | world to change | |
| G | Am | F | C |
| We keep on wai | ting, (wai | ting) we’re waiting on the wor | ld to change | |
| F | C |
| Waiting on the wor | ld to change | |
| F | C |
| Waiting on the wor | ld to change | |
| F | C |
| Waiting on the wor | ld to change | |
| Em |
| You can | run on for a long time |
| Am/G | Em |
| Run on for a l | ong time |
| Em |
| Run on for a long time |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| Sooner or l | ater, god’ll c | ut you do | wn |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Em |
| Sooner or l | ater, god’ll c | ut you do | wn |
| Em |
| Go | tell that long tongue liar |
| Asus2 | Em |
| Go and t | ell that midnight ri | der |
| E |
| Tell the r | ambler, the gambler, the backbiter |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna | cut ‘em down | |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna | cut ‘em down | |
| Em |
| Well | my goodness gracious let me tell you the news |
| Em |
| My h | ead’s been wet with the midnight dew |
| Em |
| I’ve been down on bended knee |
| G | Asus | Bm | Em |
| Talkin’ to the m | an from | Galilee | |
| Em |
| He s | poke to me in a voice so sweet |
| Em |
| I t | hought I heard the shuffle of angels’ feet |
| Em |
| He | called my name and my heart stood still |
| Em |
| When h | e said “John go do my will” |
| Em |
| Go | tell that long tongue liar |
| Asus2 | Em |
| Go and t | ell that midnight ri | der |
| E |
| Tell the r | ambler, the gambler, the backbiter |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna | cut ‘em down | |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna | cut ‘em down | |
| Em |
| You can | run on for a long time |
| Am/G | Em |
| Run on for a long | time |
| Em |
| Run on for a long time |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| Sooner or l | ater, god’ll c | ut you do | wn |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Em |
| Sooner or l | ater, god’ll c | ut you do | wn |
| Em |
| You may th | row your rock, hide your hand |
| Em |
| Workin’ in the dark against your fellow man |
| Em |
| But | as sure as god made black and white |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Bm |
| What’s d | one in the d | ark, will be b | rought to the li | ght |
| Em |
| You can | run on for a long time |
| Am/G | Em |
| Run on for a long | time |
| Em |
| Run on for a long time |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| Sooner or l | ater, god’ll c | ut you do | wn |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Em |
| Sooner or l | ater, god’ll c | ut you do | wn |
| Em |
| Go | tell that long tongue liar |
| Asus2 | Em |
| Go and t | ell that midnight r | ider |
| E |
| Tell the r | ambler, the gambler, the backbiter |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna c | ut you down | |
| Em/G | Em | Em/B | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna c | ut you down | |
| G | Asus2 | Bm | Em |
| T | ell ‘em that g | od’s gonna c | ut you down | |
| Am7 | F | G | Am7 | F |
| Angel | | put sad wings | around me now | |
| G | Am7 |
| Pro | tect me from this | world of sin |
| F | G | Am7 | F | G |
| So that | we can | rise a | gain | | |
| Am7 | F | G | Am7 | F |
| Oh | angel | | we can find our | way somehow | |
| G | Am7 | F | G | Am7 | F | G |
| Es | caping from the | world we’re in to a | place where | we be | gan | | |
| F | Am |
| And I | know we’ll | find a better place and |
| F | Am |
| Peace of | mind just tell me that it’s |
| F | Dm | E |
| All you | want for you and | me |
| E |
| Angel won’t you set me free |
| Am7 | F | G | Am7 | F |
| Angel | re | member how we’d | chase the sun | |
| G | Am7 |
| Then | reaching for the | stars at night |
| F | G | Am7 | F | G |
| As our | lives had | just be | gun | | |
| F | Am | F | Am |
| When I | close my | eyes I hear your velvet | wings and | cry |
| F | Dm | E |
| I’m waiting here with | open | arms, oh can’t you | see |
| E |
| Angel shine your light on me |
| Dm | E |
| Angel we’ll | meet once more I’ll pray |
| Am | F |
| When all my | sins are washed away |
| Ddim7 | E |
| Hold me insi | de your wings and |
| E | Am | F |
| Angel take me far a | way | |
| G | Am |
| Put sad wings a | round me now |
| F | G | Am | F |
| Angel take me | far a | way | |
| G | Am |
| Put sad wings a | round me now |
| F | G | Am | F |
| So that | we can | rise | again | |
| G | Am |
| Put sad wings a | round me now |
| F | G | Am | F |
| Angel take me | far a | way | |
| G | Am |
| Put sad wings a | round me now |
| F | G | F | G | Am |
| So that | we can | rise a | gain | | |
| E | E/D# |
| I walked across | an empty land |
| Bsus4 | B |
| Like the | back of my h | and |
| E | B/D# |
| I felt the Earth | beneath my feet |
| Bsus4 | B |
| And it m | ade me compl | ete |
| A |
| I’m getting old and I need |
| A6 | B |
| Something to rel | y on |
| G#m |
| You’re gonna let me in |
| A |
| I’m getting tired and I need |
| E | B/D# |
| I came across | a fallen tree |
| F#m |
| I felt the branches are |
| Bsus4 | B |
| They | looking at m | e |
| Bsus4 | B |
| That I’ve been d | reaming | of? |
| A |
| I’m getting old and I need |
| A6 | B |
| Something to rel | y on |
| G#m |
| You’re gonna let me in |
| A |
| I’m getting tired and I need |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# |
| And if you have a m | inute |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# |
| Talk about it s | omewhere |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# | Edd9/B |
| This could be the | end of everyth | ing |
| B6 | Eadd9 |
| S | omewhere only w | e know? |
| A6 | B6 |
| S | omewhere only we know |
| A |
| I’m getting old and I need |
| A6 | B |
| Something to rel | y on |
| G#m |
| You’re gonna let me in |
| A |
| I’m getting tired and I need |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# |
| And if you have a m | inute |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# |
| Talk about it s | omewhere |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# | Edd9/B |
| This could be the | end of everyth | ing |
| F#m7 | Edd9/G# | Eadd9/B |
| Ahh | → | |
| F#m7 | Edd9/G# | Eadd9/B |
| Ahh | → | |
| F#m7 | Eadd9/G# | Edd9/B |
| This could be the | end of everyth | ing |
| B6 | Eadd9 |
| S | omewhere only w | e know |
| A6 | B6 | B6 | A#6 |
| S | omewhere only we know | → | → |
| A6 | B6 | A6 | A | E |
| S | omewhere only w | e k | now | |
| Bm | G |
| Seems like just | yesterday |
| D | A |
| You were a | part of me |
| Bm | G |
| I used to stan | d so tall |
| D | A |
| I use | d to be so | strong |
| Bm | G |
| Your arms aro | und me tight |
| D | A |
| Everything, it | felt so right |
| Bm | G | D | A |
| Unbre | akable, like | nothin’ could go | wrong |
| G | A |
| I’m | barely hangin’ | on |
| Bm | G |
| Here I | am, once aga | in |
| Bm | G |
| Can’t d | eny it, can’t pre | tend |
| D | A |
| Just | thought you were the | one |
| Bm | G |
| Broken | up, deep in | side |
| Em | Bm | G |
| But yo | u won’t got to see the tears I | cry | |
| D | A |
| Be | hind these hazel | eyes |
| Bm | G |
| I told you ev | erything |
| D | A |
| Opened up and l | et you in |
| Bm | G |
| You made me fe | el alright |
| Bm | G |
| Now all that’s l | eft of me |
| D | A |
| Is what I | pretend to be |
| Bm | G | D | A |
| So tog | ether, but so b | roken up insi | de |
| G | A |
| I’m | barely hangin’ | on |
| Bm | G |
| Here I | am, once aga | in |
| Bm | G |
| Can’t d | eny it, can’t pre | tend |
| D | A |
| Just | thought you were the | one |
| Bm | G |
| Broken | up, deep in | side |
| Em | Bm | G |
| But yo | u won’t got to see the tears I | cry | |
| D | A |
| Be | hind these hazel | eyes |
| Em | D |
| Swallow me then spit me | out |
| Em | Bm |
| For h | ating you, I blame my | self |
| Em | D |
| Seeing you it kills me | now |
| Em | G | A |
| No, I d | on’t cry on the | outside → | |
| Bm | G |
| Here I | am, once aga | in |
| Bm | G |
| Can’t d | eny it, can’t pre | tend |
| D | A |
| Just | thought you were the | one |
| Bm | G |
| Broken | up, deep in | side |
| Em | Bm | G |
| But yo | u won’t got to see the tears I | cry | |
| D | A |
| Be | hind these hazel | eyes |
| Bm | G |
| Here I | am, once aga | in |
| Bm | G |
| Can’t d | eny it, can’t pre | tend |
| D | A |
| Just | thought you were the | one |
| Bm | G |
| Broken | up, deep in | side |
| Em | Bm | G |
| But yo | u won’t got to see the tears I | cry | |
| D | A |
| Be | hind these hazel | eyes |
| Bm | A | D | G |
| Da da da un | da da, | da da da un | da da |
| Bm | A | G |
| Da da da un | da da da da | |
| Bm | A | D | G |
| Da da da un | da da, | da da da un | da da |
| Bm | A | G |
| Da da da un | da da da da | |
| Bm | A/C# |
| Grew up in a | small town |
| D | G |
| And when the rain would | fall down |
| Bm | A/C# | G |
| I’d just | stare out my | window |
| Bm | A/C# |
| Dreaming of what | could be |
| D | G |
| And if I’d end up | happy |
| Bm | A/C# |
| Trying hard to | reach out |
| D | G |
| But when I tried to | speak out |
| Bm | A | G |
| Felt like | no one could | hear me |
| Bm | A/C# |
| Wanted to bel | ong here |
| D | G |
| But something felt so | wrong here |
| Bm | A | E | G | A |
| I could | break | aw | ay | → | |
| D | A |
| I’ll spread my wings and I’ll | learn how to fly |
| Bm | G |
| I’ll | do what it takes till | I touch the sky |
| D |
| And I’ll, | make a wish, take a chance |
| A | Bm | A | G |
| Make a change, and | break | aw | ay |
| D | A |
| Out of the darkness and | into the sun |
| Bm | G |
| But | I won’t forget all the | ones that I love |
| D |
| I’ll, | take a risk, take a chance |
| A | Bm | A | G |
| Make a change, and | break | aw | ay |
| Bm | A | D | G |
| Da da da un | da da, | da da da un | da da |
| Bm | A | G |
| Da da da un | da da da da | |
| Bm | A/C# |
| Wanna feel the | warm breeze |
| D | G |
| Sleep under a | palm tree |
| Bm | A | G |
| Feel the | rush of the | ocean |
| Bm | A/C# |
| Get onboard a | fast train |
| Bm | A | E | G | A |
| And | break | aw | ay | → | |
| D | A |
| I’ll spread my wings and I’ll | learn how to fly |
| Bm | G |
| I’ll | do what it takes till | I touch the sky |
| D |
| And I’ll, | make a wish, take a chance |
| A | Bm | A | G |
| Make a change, and | break | aw | ay |
| D | A |
| Out of the darkness and | into the sun |
| Bm | G |
| But | I won’t forget all the | ones that I love |
| D |
| I’ll, | take a risk, take a chance |
| A | Bm | A | G |
| Make a change, and | break | aw | ay |
| A |
| Buildings with a hundred floors |
| D | G |
| Swinging with re | volving doors |
| A | D | G |
| Maybe I don’t know where they’ll | take | me, but |
| A | D | G |
| Gotta keep movin’ on | movin on | |
| D | A |
| I’ll spread my wings and I’ll | learn how to fly |
| Bm | G |
| Though it’s not easy to | tell you goodbye, gotta |
| D |
| Take a risk, take a chance |
| A | Bm | A | G |
| Make a change, and | break | aw | ay |
| D | A |
| Out of the darkness and | into the sun |
| Bm | G |
| But I | won’t forget the | place I come from |
| D |
| I gotta, | take a risk, take a chance |
| A | Bm | A | G |
| Make a change, and | break | aw | ay |
| B7#9 | B7#9 | B7#9 | B7#9 | A | F# |
| | | | | → | |
| B7#9 |
| Miss self-sufficient |
| B7#9 | A | F# |
| Miss keep your distance, | mmmm | |
| B7#9 | A | F# |
| Miss don’t let a man interfere, | no | |
| B7#9 | A | F# |
| Miss n | ever let a man help her off her throne | → | |
| E9 |
| So, by | keeping her heart protected |
| E9 |
| She’d n | ever, ever feel rejected |
| E9 |
| Little miss apprehensive |
| E9 |
| Said o | oh, she fell in love |
| B5 | D |
| What is this feeling t | aking over? |
| E | G | A |
| Thinking no one could | open the door | |
| B5 | D | G | E/G# | A |
| Surprise, | it’s time, | to feel | what’s r | eal |
| B5 | D |
| What happened to miss i | ndependence? |
| E | G | A |
| No longer need to | be defensiv | e? |
| B5 | D | G | E/G# | A |
| Goodbye, | old you, | real love, | is true | |
| B7#9 | A | F# |
| Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no | → | |
| B7#9 |
| But she miscalculated |
| B7#9 |
| She didn’t wanna end up jaded |
| B7#9 | A | F# |
| And this miss decided not to miss out on true love | → | |
| E9 |
| So, by changi | ng a misconception |
| E9 |
| She w | ent in a new direction |
| E9 |
| And found | inside, she felt a connection |
| B5 | D |
| What is this feeling t | aking over? |
| E | G | A |
| Thinking no one could | open the door | |
| B5 | D | G | E/G# | A |
| Surprise, | it’s time, | to feel | what’s r | eal |
| B5 | D |
| What happened to miss i | ndependence? |
| E | G | A |
| No longer need to | be defensiv | e? |
| B5 | D | G | E/G# | A |
| Goodbye, | old you, | real love, | is true | |
| Bm |
| When miss independent walked away |
| G |
| No time for love that came her way |
| D |
| She looked in the mirror and thought today |
| F# |
| What happened to miss no longer afraid? |
| Bm |
| It took some time for her to see |
| G |
| How beautiful love could truly be |
| D |
| No more talk of why can’t that be me |
| F#/A# | F#/C# |
| I’m so glad I’ve fi | nally seen |
| B5 | D |
| What is this feeling t | aking over? |
| E | G | A |
| Thinking no one could | open the door | |
| B5 | D | G | E/G# | A |
| Surprise, | it’s time, | to feel | what’s r | eal |
| B5 | D |
| What happened to miss i | ndependence? |
| E | G | A |
| No longer need to | be defensiv | e? |
| B5 | D | G | E/G# | A |
| Goodbye, | old you, | real love, | is true | |
| A | Bm |
| Here’s the thing we started out fr | iends |
| F#m |
| It was cool but it was all pretend |
| A | Bm | F#m |
| Yeah yeah, s | ince you been g | one |
| A | Bm |
| You dedicated you took the t | ime |
| F#m |
| Wasn’t long till I called you mine |
| A | Bm | F#m |
| Yeah yeah, s | ince you been g | one |
| A |
| And all you’d ever h | ear me say |
| Bm | F#m |
| Is h | ow I pictured m | e with you |
| A |
| That’s all you’d ever h | ear me say |
| C#m | D | A |
| But since you been g | one | | |
| C#m | D | A |
| I can br | eathe for the f | irst t | ime |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’m so moving | on, ye | ah ye | ah |
| Bm | F#m | E | Bm |
| Thanks to y | ou, now I g | et what I w | ant | |
| A | Bm |
| How can I put it, you put me | on |
| F#m |
| I even fell for that stupid love song |
| A | Bm | F#m |
| Yeah yeah, s | ince you been g | one |
| A |
| How come I’d never h | ear you say |
| Bm | F#m |
| I just wanna | be with you |
| A |
| I guess you never f | elt that way |
| C#m | D | A |
| But since you been g | one | | |
| C#m | D | A |
| I can br | eathe for the f | irst t | ime |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’m so moving | on, ye | ah ye | ah |
| Bm | F#m | E | Bm |
| Thanks to y | ou, now I g | et, I get what I w | ant | |
| Dadd9 | F#m |
| You had your ch | ance, you blew it |
| Dadd9 | A |
| Out of sight, o | ut of mind |
| Dadd9 | F#m |
| Shut your mouth I j | ust can’t take it |
| Dadd9 |
| Again and again and again and again |
| C#m | D | A |
| Since you been g | one | | |
| C#m | D | A |
| I can br | eathe for the f | irst t | ime |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’m so moving | on, ye | ah ye | ah |
| Bm | F#m |
| Thanks to y | ou, now I g | et, I get what I |
| C#m | D | A |
| I can br | eathe for the f | irst t | ime |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’m so moving | on, ye | ah ye | ah |
| Bm | F#m |
| Thanks to y | ou, now I g | et |
| Bm | F#m |
| Yes you | know, that I g | et |
| A | G | D |
| It was | nineteen-eighty- | nine my thoughts were | short, my hair was long |
| A | G | D |
| Caught somewhere be | tween a boy and | man |
| A | G | D |
| She was seven | teen and she was | far from in between |
| A | G | D |
| It was | summertime in | Northern | Michigan |
| A | G | D |
| Splashin’ through the | sandbar, t | alkin’ by the campfire |
| A | G | D |
| It’s the s | imple things in l | ife like when and w | here |
| A | G | D |
| We d | idn’t have no | internet, but | man, I never will forget |
| A | G | D |
| The | way the moonlight | shined upon her | hair |
| A | G | D |
| And we were | tryin’ different | things and we were | smokin’ funny things |
| A | G | D |
| Makin’ | love out by the | lake to our favorite | songs |
| A | G | D |
| Sippin’ | whiskey out the | bottle, not | thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D | D |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D |
| Catchin’ | walleye from the | dock, watchin’ the | waves roll off the rocks |
| A | G | D |
| She’ll for | ever hold a sp | ot inside my s | oul |
| A | G | D |
| We’d b | lister in the | sun, we couldn’t | wait for night to come |
| A | G | D |
| To | hit that sand and | play some rock and | roll |
| A | G | D |
| While we were | tryin’ different | things and we were | smokin’ funny things |
| A | G | D |
| Makin’ | love out by the | lake to our favorite | songs |
| A | G | D |
| Sippin’ | whiskey out the | bottle, not | thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long | |
| A | G | D |
| Now | nothin’ seems as | strange as when the | leaves began to change |
| A | G | D |
| Or | how we thought those | days would never | end |
| A | G | D |
| Some | times I hear that | song and I’ll | start to sing along |
| A | G | D | D |
| And think | man, I’d love to | see that girl a | gain | |
| A | G | D |
| And we were | tryin’ different | things and we were | smokin’ funny things |
| A | G | D |
| Makin’ | love out by the | lake to our favorite | songs |
| A | G | D |
| Sippin’ | whiskey out the | bottle, not | thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D |
| We were | tryin’ different | things and we were | smokin’ funny things |
| A | G | D |
| Makin’ | love out by the | lake to our favorite | songs |
| A | G | D |
| Sippin’ | whiskey out the | bottle, not | thinkin’ ‘bout tomorrow |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama all | summer long |
| A | G | D |
| Singin’ | Sweet Home Ala | bama al | l summer long |
| G |
| Livin’ my life in a slow hell |
| C |
| Different | girl every night at the hotel |
| D | C | G |
| I ain’t seen the sunshine in | three damn | days |
| G |
| Been | fuelin’ up on cocaine and whiskey |
| C |
| Wish I had a good girl to miss me |
| D | C | G |
| Lord I wonder if I’ll ever | change my | ways |
| Em | G |
| I put your | picture away, sat down and | cried today |
| D | C | G |
| I can’t | look at you while I’m | lyin’ next to | her |
| Em | G |
| I put your | picture away, sat down and | cried today |
| D | C | G |
| I can’t | look at you while I’m | lyin’ next to | her |
| G |
| I | called you last night in the hotel |
| C |
| Everyone knows but they won’t tell |
| D | C | G |
| But their | half-hearted smiles tell me somethin’ | just ain’t | right |
| G |
| I been | waitin’ on you for a long time |
| C |
| Fuelin’ up on heartaches and cheap wine |
| D | C | G |
| I ain’t heard from you in | three damn | nights |
| Em | G |
| I put your | picture away, I wonder | where you been |
| D | C | G |
| I can’t | look at you while I’m | lyin’ next to | him |
| Em | G |
| I put your | picture away, I wonder | where you been |
| D | C | G |
| I can’t | look at you while I’m | lyin’ next to | him |
| G |
| I | saw you yesterday with an old friend |
| C |
| It was the | same old same “how have you been” |
| D | C | G |
| Since you been gone my world’s been | dark and | gray |
| G |
| You re | minded me of brighter days |
| C |
| I | hoped you were comin’ home to stay |
| C | G |
| I was off to | drink you a | way |
| G |
| I | thought about you for a long time |
| C |
| Can’t seem to get you off my mind |
| D | C | G |
| I can’t understand why we’re living | life this | way |
| Em | G |
| I found your | picture today, I swear I’ll | change my ways |
| D | C | G |
| I just | called to say I | want you to come back | home |
| D/F# | Em | G |
| I | found your | picture today, I swear I’ll | change my ways |
| D | C | G |
| I just | called to say I want | you to come back | home |
| D | C | G |
| I just | called to say I love | you, come back | home |
Two, three, four
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| Well my | heart knows me better than I know myself |
So I’m gonna let it do all the talking
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| I | came across a place in the middle of nowhere |
With a big black horse and a cherry tree
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| I | felt a little fear upon my back |
I said, don’t look back, just keep on walking
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| When the | big black horse said look this way |
He said, hey there baby, will you marry me?
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em | D | D6 | Cmaj7 |
| But I said | no, | no | no, | no, no, no |
| Em | D | C | Em |
| I said, | no, | no, | you’re not the one for | me |
| Em | D | D6 | Cmaj7 |
| No, | no | no, | no, no, no |
| Em | D | C7 |
| I said, | no, | no, | you’re not the one for me |
| Em |
| And my | heart hit a problem, in the early hours |
So I stopped it dead for a beat or two
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| But I | cut some cord, and I shouldn’t have done it |
And it won’t forgive me after all these years
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| So I | sent it to a place in the middle of nowhere |
With a big black horse and a cherry tree
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em |
| Now it | won’t come back, ‘cause it’s oh so happy |
And now I’ve got a hole for the world to see
| Em | B7 | Em |
| Woo- | hoo, woo- | hoo | |
| Em | D | D6 | Cmaj7 |
| And it said | no, | no | no, | no, no, no |
| Em | D | C | Em |
| I said, | no, | no, | you’re not the one for m | e |
| Em | D | D6 | Cmaj7 |
| No, | no | no, | no, no, no |
| Em | D | C7 |
| I said, | no, | no, | you’re not the one for me |
| Em |
| Woo, woo hoo (not the one for me) |
| Em |
| Said | no, nah, no, no no |
No, no, you’re not the one for me
| Em |
| No, nah, no, no, no, no |
No, no, you’re not the one for me
| Em | D | D6 | Cmaj7 |
| Big black | horse | and a cherry | tree |
| Em | D | C | Em |
| I can’t quite | get there ‘cause my | heart’s forsaken | me yeah yeah yeah |
| Em | D | Cmaj7 | Em |
| Big black | horse | and a cherry | tree |
| Em | D | C7 |
| I can’t quite | get there ‘cause my | heart’s forsaken me |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h |
| Am/E | G | C/E |
| Caught in a bad r | oma | nce |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h |
| E/G# | Am |
| Caught in a bad roma | nce |
| Am |
| Rah rah ah ah ah, roma ro ma ma |
| Am |
| Ga ga ooh la la, want your bad romance |
| Am |
| Rah rah ah ah ah, roma ro ma ma |
| Am |
| Ga ga ooh la la, want your bad romance |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your ugly, I want | your disease | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| I want your everything, as long | as it’s free | |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your lo | ve, love | love love | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| I want your lov | e, hey | | |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your drama, the touch | of your hand | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| I want your leather studded kiss | in the sand | |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your lo | ve, love | love love | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| I want your lov | e, hey | | |
| Am |
| You know that I want you, and you know that I need you |
I want it bad, like your bad romance
| F | G |
| I want your love and I w | ant your revenge |
| Am | C |
| You and me | could write a bad romanc | e |
| F | G |
| I want your love and all your l | overs’ revenge |
| E | Am |
| You and | me could write a bad romance | |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h |
| Am/E | G | C/E |
| Caught in a bad r | oma | nce |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h |
| E/G# | Am |
| Caught in a bad roma | nce |
| Am |
| Rah rah ah ah ah, roma ro ma ma |
| Am |
| Ga ga ooh la la, want your bad romance |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your horror, I wan | t your design | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| ‘Cause you’re a criminal as long | as your m | ine |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your lo | ve, love | love love | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| I want your lov | e, hey | | |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your psycho, your vertigo scht | ick | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| Want you in my rear window, b | aby you’re sick | |
| Am | Am/C | F |
| I want your lo | ve, love | love love | |
| Am | Am/C | G |
| I want your lov | e | | |
You know that I want you, and you know that I need you
I want it bad, like your bad romance
| F | G |
| I want your love and I w | ant your revenge |
| Am | C |
| You and me | could write a bad romanc | e |
| F | G |
| I want your love and all your l | overs’ revenge |
| E | Am |
| You and | me could write a bad romance | |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h |
| Am/E | G | C/E |
| Caught in a bad r | oma | nce |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h |
| E/G# | Am |
| Caught in a bad roma | nce |
| Am |
| Rah rah ah ah ah, roma ro ma ma |
| Am |
| Ga ga ooh la la, want your bad romance |
| Am |
| Walk, walk, fashion baby |
Work it move that bit ca-razy
| Am |
| Walk, walk, fashion baby |
Work it move that bit ca-razy
| Am |
| Walk, walk, passion baby |
Work it I’m a free bit baby
| F | G | Am |
| I want your | love and I want your reve | nge |
| C | F |
| I want your lov | e I don’t wanna be | friends |
| F | G | E |
| J’veux ton am | our, et je veux ta revanc | he |
| Am | F |
| J’veux ton a | mour, I don’t wanna be friend | s |
| F | G | Am | C |
| | I don’t wanna be | friends | |
| F | G |
| I don’t wanna be f | riends, | want your bad romance |
| E | Am |
| Caught in bad rom | ance, want your bad romance |
| F | G |
| I want your love and I w | ant your revenge |
| Am | C |
| You and me | could write a bad romanc | e |
| F | G |
| I want your love and all your l | overs’ revenge |
| E | Am |
| You and | me could write a bad romance | |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h, want your bad romance |
| Am/E | G | C/E |
| Caught in a bad r | oma | nce |
| F/C | F | G/D | F |
| Oh oh oh oh o | h oh o | h oh oh, | oh oh o | h, want your bad romance |
| E/G# | Am |
| Caught in a bad roma | nce |
| Am |
| Rah rah ah ah ah, roma ro ma ma |
| Am |
| Ga ga ooh la la, want your bad romance |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| | | | |
| D | G |
| O | ut the door just in time, | head down the 405 |
| D | G |
| G | ot to meet the new boss by 8am | |
| D | G |
| T | he phone rings in the car | , the wife is working hard |
| D | G |
| S | he’s running late tonight aga | in |
| Em | A |
| Well, I | know what I’ve been | told |
| Em | A |
| You’ve got to | work to feed | the soul |
| Bm | Bm/A | Bm/Ab | E7 |
| But | I can’t do this | all on | my | own |
| G | A |
| No | I know, I | ’m no superman |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| | | | I’m no superman |
| D | G |
| You’ve got your love online, | you think you’re doing fine |
| D | G |
| But you’re just plugged into the wa | ll |
| D | G |
| And that deck of tarot cards, | won’t get you very far |
| D | G |
| There ain’t no hand to break your fa | ll |
| Em | A |
| Well, I | know what I’ve been | told |
| Em | A |
| You gotta | know just when to | fold |
| Bm | Bm/A | Bm/Ab | E7 |
| But | I can’t do this | all on | my | own |
| G | A |
| No | I know, I | ’m no superman |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| | | | I’m no superman |
| Em | Em | A | A |
| Em | Em | Bm | Bm/A | Bm/Ab | E |
| G | G | A | A |
| | | | |
| D | G |
| Y | ou’ve crossed the finish line, | won the race but lost your mind |
| D | G |
| W | as it worth it after al | l? |
| D | G |
| I | need you here with me, | ‘cause love is all we need |
| D | G |
| J | ust take a hold of the | hand that breaks the fall |
| Em | A |
| Well, I | know what I’ve been | told |
| Em | A |
| Gotta break | free to break the | mold |
| Bm | Bm/A | Bm/Ab | E7 |
| But | I can’t do this | all on | my | own |
| Bm | Bm/A | Bm/Ab | E7 |
| No | I can’t do this | all on | my | own |
| G | A |
| I knoooooow, that I | ’m no superman |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| | | | I’m no superman |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| | | | I’m no superman |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| Som | eday | we’ll be to | gether | |
| D | Dmaj7 | G6 | A |
| Som | eday | we’ll be toget | her | |
| Cadd9 |
| Desperate for changing, starving for truth |
| C |
| Closer to where I started, I’m chasing after y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| And I’m falling even | more in love w | ith y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| Letting go of | all I’ve held | on | to |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m standing here un | til you make | me m | ove |
| Am | G | Cadd9 |
| I’m hanging by a | moment here | with y | ou |
| Cadd9 |
| Forgetting all I’m lacking, completely incomplete |
| C |
| I’ll take your invitation, you take all of m | e |
| Am | G | C |
| And I’m falling even | more in love w | ith y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| Letting go of | all I’ve held | on to | |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m standing here un | til you make | me m | ove |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m hanging by a | moment here | with y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m living for the | only thing | I know | |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m running and not | quite sure where | to go | |
| Am | G | C |
| I don’t know what | I’m diving | int | o |
| Am | G | C |
| Just hanging by a | moment here w | ith y | ou |
| F | C |
| There’s nothing else to | lose, nothing else to f | ind |
| F | Am |
| There’s nothing in the | world that could change my m | ind |
| F | G | Dm |
| There is nothing el | se | | |
| F | G | Dm |
| There is nothing el | se | | |
| F | G | Dm | Cadd9 |
| There is nothing el | se | | | |
| Cadd9 |
| Desperate for changing, starving for truth |
| C |
| Closer to where I started, I’m chasing after y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m falling even | more in love w | ith y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| Letting go of | all I’ve held | on to | |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m standing here un | til you make | me m | ove |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m hanging by a | moment here | with y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m living for the | only thing | I kno | w |
| Am | G | C |
| I’m running and not | quite sure where | to go | |
| Am | G | C |
| I don’t know what | I’m diving | int | o |
| Am | G | C |
| Just hanging by a | moment here w | ith y | ou |
| Am | G | C |
| Just hanging by a | moment | | |
| Am | C | F |
| Hanging by a | moment | | |
| Am | G | C |
| Hanging by a | moment | | |
| Am | G | C |
| Hanging by a | moment here w | ith yo | u |
| G | Cadd9 | Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | Cadd9 |
| | | | |
| Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| And in what | month |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| This | clock never | seemed so | alive |
| Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| And | I can’t back | down |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| I’ve been | losing | so much | time |
| G | A7sus4 |
| Cause it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | Dsus4 |
| Nothing to | lose |
| G | A7sus4 |
| And it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | G |
| And | I don’t know | why |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| I | can’t keep my | eyes off of | you |
| G | Cadd9 |
| What are the | things |
| Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| That | I wanna | say |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| Just aren’t | coming out | right |
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m | tripping on | words |
| Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| You’ve | got my head | spinning |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| I | don’t know where | to go from | here |
| G | A7sus4 |
| Cause it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | Dsus4 |
| Nothing to | lose |
| G | A7sus4 |
| And it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | G |
| And | I don’t know | why |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| I | can’t keep my | eyes off of | you |
| Bm | C |
| Something | about you now |
| G | D/F# | Em7 |
| I can’t | quite figure | out |
| Am | D |
| Everything she does is | beautiful |
| Bm | Cm |
| Everything she does is | right |
| G | A7sus4 |
| Cause it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | Dsus4 |
| Nothing to | lose |
| G | A7sus4 |
| And it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | G |
| And | I don’t know | why |
| Em7 | Dsus4 |
| I | can’t keep my | eyes off of |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | Dsus4 |
| And | nothing to | lose |
| G | A7sus4 |
| And it’s | you and | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And | all of the people |
| Em7 | G |
| And | I don’t know | why |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| I | can’t keep my | eyes off of | you |
| G | Cadd9 | Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | Cadd9 |
| | | | |
| Dsus4/F# | G/B |
| And in what | month |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 |
| This | clock never | seemed so | alive |
| G | D |
| These | wounds, they will not | heal |
| G | D |
| Con | fusing what is | real |
| Em | C |
| There’s something inside me that | pulls beneath the surface |
| Em | C |
| This lack of self control I f | ear is never ending |
| G | D |
| Controlling, | I can’t seem |
| Em | G |
| My walls are closing | in (without a sense of confidence I’m | convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take) |
| C | D |
| I’ve felt this way be | fore |
| G | D |
| These | wounds, they will not | heal |
| G | D |
| Con | fusing what is | real |
| Em | C |
| Discomfort, endlessly has | pulled itself upon me |
| G | D |
| Distracting, | reacting |
| Em | C |
| Against my will I stand bes | ide my own reflection |
| G | D |
| It’s haunting, | how I can’t seem |
| Em | G |
| My walls are closing | in (without a sense of confidence I’m | convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take) |
| C | D |
| I’ve felt this way be | fore |
| G | D |
| These | wounds, they will not | heal |
| G | D |
| Con | fusing what is | real |
| G | D |
| These | wounds, they will not | heal |
| G | D | Em |
| Con | fusing, con | fusing what is | real |
| Em | C |
| There’s something inside me that | pulls beneath the surface |
| G | D |
| Consuming (confu | sing what is real) |
| Em | C |
| This lack of self control I f | ear is never ending |
| G | D |
| Controlling (confu | sing what is real) |
| Am |
| It starts with | one thing I don’t know why |
| G |
| It | doesn’t even matter how hard you try |
| F |
| Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme |
| Am |
| All I kno | w, time is a valuable thing |
| G |
| Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings |
| F |
| Watch it count down to the end of the day |
| G |
| The clock t | icks life away |
| Am |
| It’s so unr | eal, didn’t look out below |
| G |
| Watch the time go right out the window |
| F |
| Trying to hold on, but ya didn’t even know |
| G |
| Or | wasted it all just to |
| Am |
| Watch you | go, I kept everything inside |
| G |
| And even t | hough I tried, it all fell apart |
| F |
| What it meant to me will eventually be |
| G |
| A memor | y of a time when |
| Am | C |
| I tried so | hard and got so | far |
| G | F |
| But in the | end it doesn’t even | matter |
| Am | C |
| I had to | fall to lose it | all |
| G | F |
| But in the | end it doesn’t even | matter |
| Am |
| One thing, I don’t know why |
| G |
| It | doesn’t even matter how hard you try |
| F |
| Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme |
| Am |
| I tried so | hard, in spite of the way you were mocking me |
| G |
| Acting like I was part of your property |
| F |
| Remembering all the times you fought with me |
| G | Am |
| I’m surprised it got so ( | far) |
| Am |
| Things aren’t the way they were before |
| G |
| You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore |
| F |
| Not that you knew me back then but |
| G |
| It a | ll comes back to me |
| Am |
| In the | end you kept everything inside |
| G |
| And even | though I tried, it all fell apart |
| F |
| What it meant to me will eventually be |
| G |
| A memor | y of a time when |
| Am | C |
| I tried so | hard and got so | far |
| G | F |
| But in the | end it doesn’t even | matter |
| Am | C |
| I had to | fall to lose it | all |
| G | F |
| But in the | end it doesn’t even | matter |
| Am | G |
| I’ve put my | trust in | you |
| F | G |
| Pushed as | far as I can g | o |
| G | F | G |
| There’s only | one thing you should | know | |
| Am | C |
| I’ve put my | trust in | you |
| G | F |
| Pushed as | far as I can | go |
| C | G | F |
| There’s only | one thing you should | know | |
| Am | C |
| I tried so | hard and got so | far |
| G | F |
| But in the | end it doesn’t even | matter |
| Am | C |
| I had to | fall to lose it | all |
| G | F |
| But in the | end it doesn’t even | matter |
| Am | F |
| I’m tired of being what you | want me to be |
| C | G |
| Feeling so faithless, lost | under the surface |
| Am | F |
| Don’t know what you’re exp | ecting of me |
| C | G | F |
| Put | under the pressure of | walking in your sh | oes |
| F | G |
| Caught in the undertow, just | caught in the undertow |
| Am | C | F |
| Every | step I take is an | other mistake to | you |
| F | G |
| Caught in the undertow, just | caught in the undertow |
| Am | F | C |
| I’ve become so | numb, I can’t feel you | there |
| G | Am |
| Become so | tired, so much more a | ware |
| F | C |
| I’m becoming | this, all I want to | do |
| G | Am |
| Is be more like | me and be less like | you |
| F |
| Can’t you see that you’re | smothering me |
| C | G | Am |
| Holding too tightly, a | fraid to lose contr | ol |
| F |
| Cause everything that you tho | ught I would be |
| C | G | F |
| Has | fallen apart r | ight in front of | you |
| F | G |
| Caught in the undertow, just | caught in the undertow |
| Am | C | F |
| Every | step I take is an | other mistake to | you |
| F | G |
| Caught in the undertow, just | caught in the undertow |
| Am | C |
| And every | second I waste is more than | I can take |
| Am | F | C |
| I’ve become so | numb, I can’t feel you | there |
| G | Am |
| Become so | tired, so much more a | ware |
| F | C |
| I’m becoming | this, all I want to | do |
| G | F |
| Is be more like | me and be less like | you |
| G | Am | G/B | C | E7 | F |
| And I | know, I may | end | up | fail | ing | too |
| G | E7 |
| But I kn | ow You were | just like me with someone disappointed in you |
| Am | F | C |
| I’ve become so | numb, I can’t feel you | there |
| G | Am |
| Become so | tired, so much more a | ware |
| F | C |
| I’m becoming | this, all I want to | do |
| G | Am |
| Is be more like | me and be less like | you |
| Am | F | C |
| I’ve become so | numb, I can’t feel you | there |
| G |
| (Tired of being what you w | ant me to be) |
| Am | F | C |
| I’ve become so | numb, I can’t feel you | there |
| G |
| (Tired of being what you w | ant me to be) |
| A |
| I’ve never seen a d | iamond in the flesh |
| A |
| I cut my te | eth on wedding rings in the movies |
| A |
| And I’m not pro | ud of my address |
| A | A |
| In the torn up t | own, no postcode e | nvy |
But every song is like
| A |
| G | old teeth, grey goose, trippin’ in the bathroom |
| A |
| Blood stains, ballgowns, trashin’ the hotel room |
| G | D |
| We don’t care, we’re driving C | adillacs in our dreams |
| A |
| But everybody’s like | Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece |
| A |
| Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash |
| G | D |
| We don’t care, we aren’t cau | ght up in your love affair |
| A |
| And we’ll never be r | oyals, it don’t run in our blood |
| G |
| That kind of l | ux just ain’t for us |
| D |
| We crave a d | ifferent kind of buzz |
| A |
| Let me be your r | uler, you can call me queen bee |
| G |
| And baby I’ll r | ule (I’ll rule, I’ll rule, I’ll rule) |
| D | A |
| Let me live that fantasy | |
| A |
| My friends and | I we’ve cracked the code |
| A |
| We count our d | ollars on the train to the party |
| A |
| And every | one who knows us knows |
| A |
| That we’re fine with th | is |
| A |
| We didn’t come from m | oney |
But every song is like
| A |
| G | old teeth, grey goose, trippin’ in the bathroom |
| A |
| Blood stains, ballgowns, trashin’ the hotel room |
| G | D |
| We don’t care, we’re driving C | adillacs in our dreams |
| A |
| But everybody’s like | Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece |
| A |
| Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash |
| G | D |
| We don’t care, we aren’t cau | ght up in your love affair |
| A |
| And we’ll never be r | oyals, it don’t run in our blood |
| G |
| That kind of l | ux just ain’t for us |
| D |
| We crave a d | ifferent kind of buzz |
| A |
| Let me be your r | uler, you can call me queen bee |
| G |
| And baby I’ll r | ule (I’ll rule, I’ll rule, I’ll rule) |
| D | A |
| Let me live that fantasy | |
| A | G |
| Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh | oh |
We’re bigger than we ever dreamed
| D |
| And I’m in love with being queen |
| A | G |
| Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh | oh |
Life is great without a care
| D |
| We aren’t caug | ht up in your love affair |
| A |
| And we’ll never be r | oyals, it don’t run in our blood |
| G |
| That kind of l | ux just ain’t for us |
| D |
| We crave a d | ifferent kind of buzz |
| A |
| Let me be your r | uler, you can call me queen bee |
| G |
| And baby I’ll r | ule (I’ll rule, I’ll rule, I’ll rule) |
| D | A |
| Let me live that fantasy | |
| D |
| I’ve | cussed on a Sunday |
| G | D |
| I’ve | cheated, and I’ve l | ied |
| D |
| I’ve | fallen down from grace |
| D |
| But I | find holy redemption |
| G | D |
| When I | put this car in | drive |
| D | A | G | D |
| Roll the | windows down and, | turn up the | dial | |
| D |
| Feels like the | holy ghost running through ya |
| A |
| When I | play the highway FM |
| G | Bm |
| Singing every single | verse |
| G | D | A | D |
| Yeah I | guess that’s | my | church |
| D |
| When | Hank brings the sermon |
| G | D |
| And Cash leads the | choir |
| D |
| It | gets my cold cold heart burning |
| A |
| Hotter than a ring of fire |
| D |
| When this | wonderful world gets heavy |
| G | Bm |
| And I | need to find my e | scape |
| D | A |
| I just k | eep the wheels rolling, | radio scrolling |
| G | D |
| ‘T | il my sins wash a | way |
| D |
| Feels like the | holy ghost running through ya |
| A |
| When I | play the highway FM |
| G | Bm |
| Singing every single | verse |
| G | D | A | D |
| Yeah I | guess that’s | my | church |
| D |
| Feels like the | holy ghost running through ya |
| A |
| When I | play the highway FM |
| G | Bm |
| Singing every single | verse |
| G | D | A | D |
| Yeah I | guess that’s | my | church |
| D |
| Hey can I get a | hallelujah |
| D |
| Feels like the | holy ghost running through ya |
| A |
| When I | play the highway FM |
| G | Bm |
| Singing every single | verse |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Yeah I | guess that’s | my | church |
| G | D | A | Bm |
| Yeah I | guess that’s | my | church |
| G | D | A | D |
| Yeah I | guess that’s | my | church |
| Am | E |
| How dare you say that my behavior is unacc | eptable |
| Am | E |
| So condescending unnecessarily cr | itical |
| Am | E |
| I have the tendency of getting very | physical |
| Am | E |
| So watch your step cause if I do you’ll need a m | iracle |
| Am | E |
| You drain me dry and make me wonder why I’m | even here |
| Am | E |
| This double vision I was seeing is fina | lly clear |
| Am | E |
| You want to stay but you know very well I | want you gone |
| Am | E |
| Not fit to freakin’ tread the ground that I’m | walking on |
| Am | E | G | D |
| When it gets | cold outside and you | got nobody to lo | ve |
| Am | E |
| You’ll understand what I m | ean when I say |
| G | D |
| There’s no | way we’re gonna give u | p |
| Am | E |
| And like a little girl c | ries in the face of a |
| G | D |
| Monster that lives in her d | reams |
| Am | E7 | Am |
| Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting | harder and harder to | breathe |
| Am | E7 | Am |
| Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting | harder and harder to b | reathe |
| Am | E |
| What you are doing is screwing things up ins | ide my head |
| Am | E |
| You should know better you never listened to a | word I said |
| Am | E |
| Clutching your pillow and writhing in a | naked sweat |
| Am | E |
| Hoping somebody someday will do you | like I did |
| Am | E | G | D |
| When it gets | cold outside and you | got nobody to lo | ve |
| Am | E |
| You’ll understand what I m | ean when I say |
| G | D |
| There’s no | way we’re gonna give u | p |
| Am | E |
| And like a little girl c | ries in the face of a |
| G | D |
| Monster that lives in her d | reams |
| Am | E7 | Am |
| Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting | harder and harder to | breathe |
| Am | E7 | Am |
| Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting | harder and harder to b | reathe |
| Am |
| When does it k | ill? Does it burn? |
Is it painful to learn
| E7 |
| That it’s m | e that has all the control |
| Am |
| Does it | thrill? Does it sting? |
When you feel what I bring
| E7 |
| And you w | ish that you had me to hold |
| Am | E | G | D |
| When it gets | cold outside and you | got nobody to lo | ve |
| Am | E |
| You’ll understand what I m | ean when I say |
| G | D |
| There’s no | way we’re gonna give u | p |
| Am | E |
| And like a little girl c | ries in the face of a |
| G | D |
| Monster that lives in her d | reams |
| Am | E7 | Am |
| Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting | harder and harder to | breathe |
| Am | E7 | Am |
| Is there anyone out there cause it’s getting | harder and harder to b | reathe |
| Em | D |
| Beauty queen of | only eighteen |
| Em | D |
| Sh | e had some trouble | with herself |
| Em | D |
| He was always | there to help her |
| Em | D |
| She | always belonged to | someone else |
| Em | D |
| I drove for | miles and miles |
| Em | D |
| And | wound up at your | door |
| Em | D | Em |
| I’ve had you | so many times but | somehow |
| G | D |
| I don’t mind spending | every day |
| Em | D |
| Out on your corner in the | pouring rain |
| G | D |
| Look for the girl with the | broken smile |
| Em | C |
| Ask her if she wants to | stay awhile |
| G | D |
| And she | will be | loved |
| Em | C |
| And she | will be | loved |
| Em | D |
| Tap on my window | knock on my door |
| Em | D |
| I | want to make you feel | beautiful |
| Em | D |
| I know I tend to | get so insecure |
| Em | D |
| It doesn’t matter | anymore |
| Em | D |
| It’s not always | rainbows and butterflies |
| Em | D |
| It’s | compromise that moves us a | long, yeah |
| Em | D |
| My heart is full and my | door’s always open |
| Em | D |
| You | come anytime you | want |
| G | D |
| I don’t mind spending | every day |
| Em | D |
| Out on your corner in the | pouring rain |
| G | D |
| Look for the girl with the | broken smile |
| Em | C |
| Ask her if she wants to | stay awhile |
| G | D |
| And she | will be | loved |
| G | D |
| And she | will be | loved |
| Em | C |
| And she | will be | loved |
| Em | D |
| I know where you | hide |
| D |
| Know all of the | things that make you who you are |
| Em | D | Em |
| I know that good | bye means nothing at | all |
| D | C |
| Comes back and begs me, | catch her every time she | falls, yeah |
| Em | D |
| Tap on my window | knock on my door |
| Em | D |
| I | want to make you feel | beautiful |
| G | D |
| I don’t mind spending | every day |
| Em | D |
| Out on your corner in the | pouring rain, oh |
| G | D |
| Look for the girl with the | broken smile |
| Em | C |
| Ask her if she wants to | stay awhile |
| G | D |
| And she | will be | loved |
| Em | D |
| And she | will be | loved |
| G | D |
| And she | will be | loved |
| Em | C |
| And she | will be | loved |
| G | D | Em | D | G |
| Please don’t | try so | hard to | say good | bye |
| G | D | Em | C | C |
| Please don’t | try so | hard to | say goodb | ye |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| | | |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Sunday | morning rain is | falling |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Steal some | covers share some | skin |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Clouds are | shrouding us in | moments unforgettable |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| You t | wist to fit the | mold that I am i | n |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| But | things just get so | crazy living | life gets hard to do |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| And I would | gladly hit the | road get up and | go if I knew |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| That | someday it would | lead me back to y | ou |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| That | someday it would | lead me back to | you |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| That may be | all | I | need |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| In darkness she is | all | I | see |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Come and rest your | bones | with | me |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Driving slow on Sunday | morning, and I | never want to | leave |
| Am9 | Daug | Gmaj7 |
| Fingers | trace your every | outline |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Paint a | picture with my | hands |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| And back and | forth we sway like | branches in a storm |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Change of | weather still tog | ether when it en | ds |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| That may be | all | I | need |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| In darkness she is | all | I | see |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Come and rest your | bones | with | me |
| Am9 | D6 | G |
| Driving slow on Sunday | morning, and I | never want to | leave |
| G | Bdim7 | Em7 | D13 | C#dim7 | C | D |
| | | | → | | | |
| G | Bdim7 | Em7 | D13 | C#dim7 | C | D |
| | | | → | | | |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| But | things just get so | crazy living | life gets hard to do |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Sunday m | orning rain is | falling and I’m | calling out to you |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Singin’ | someday it will | bring me back to y | ou, yeah |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Finda a | way my | self back home to | you |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| May not know that maybe | all | I | need |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| In darkness she is | all | I | see |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Come and rest your | bones | with | me |
| Am9 | D6 | Gmaj7 |
| Driving slow on Sunday | morning, and I | never want to | leave |
| B7/D# | Em |
| I was so high I did not | recognize |
| Am | F#dim7 |
| The fire burning | in her eyes, the chaos that con | trolled my mind |
| B7/D# | Em |
| Whispered goodbye and she got | on a plane |
| Am | F#dim7 |
| Never to re | turn again but always in my | heart |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| This | love has | taken its | toll on me |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| She said good | bye too | many times be | fore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| Her | heart is | breaking in | front of me |
| Em | A | C | B | B7/D# |
| And | I have no | choice, cause | I won’t say good | bye anymore | |
| B7/D# | Em | Am | F#dim7 |
| Whoa, | whoa, | whoa, | whoa |
| B7/D# | Em |
| I tried my best to feed her a | ppetite |
| Am |
| Keep her coming | every night |
| F#dim7 |
| So hard to keep her | satisfied |
| B7/D# | Em |
| Kept playing love like it was | just a game |
| Am |
| Pretending to | feel the same |
| F#dim7 |
| Then turn around and | leave again, forever |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| This | love has | taken its | toll on me |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| She said good | bye too | many times be | fore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| Her | heart is | breaking in | front of me |
| Em | A | C | B | B7/D# |
| And | I have no | choice, cause | I won’t say good | bye any | more |
| B7/D# | Em | Am | F#dim7 |
| Whoa, | whoa, | whoa, | whoa |
| Am7 |
| I’ll fix these broken things |
| Gmaj7 |
| Repair your broken wings |
| B7/D# | Em |
| And make sure everything’s a | lright |
| Am7 |
| My pressure on your hips |
| Gmaj7 |
| Sinking my fingertips |
| B7 |
| Into e | very inch of you |
Because I know that’s what you want me to do
| Em | Am | D | G |
| This | love has | taken its | toll on me |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| She said good | bye too | many times be | fore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| Her | heart is | breaking in | front of me |
| Em | A | C | B |
| And | I have no | choice, cause | I won’t say good | bye anymore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| This | love has | taken its | toll on me |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| She said good | bye too | many times be | fore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| My | heart is | breaking in | front of me |
| Em | A | C | B |
| She said good | bye too | many times be | fore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| This | love has | taken its | toll on me |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| She said good | bye too | many times be | fore |
| Em | Am | D | G |
| Her | heart is | breaking in | front of me |
| Em | A | C | B |
| And | I have no | choice, cause | I won’t say good | bye anymore |
| Cadd9 | D | G | Em |
| All | day | staring at the | ceiling |
| Cadd9 | D | Em |
| Making | friends with | shadows on my | wall |
| Cadd9 | D | G | Em |
| All | night, | hearing voices | telling me |
| Cadd9 |
| That | I should get some sleep |
| D |
| Because to | morrow might be good for something |
| Bm | Cadd9 | G | D |
| Hold | on, I’m | feeling like I’m | headed for a |
| Bm | Cadd9 | G | D |
| Break | down, and | I don’t know | why |
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m not crazy I’m just a little un | well |
I know right now you can’t tell
| Em | D |
| But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll | see |
A different side of me
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m not crazy I’m just a little im | paired |
I know right now you don’t care
| Em | D |
| But soon enough you’re gonna think of | me |
And how I used to be
| Cadd9 | D | G | Em |
| | Me, | talking to my | self in public |
| Cadd9 | D | Em |
| And dodging | glances on the | train |
| Cadd9 | D | G | Em |
| And I | know, I | know they’ve all been | talking ‘bout me |
| Cadd9 |
| I can hear them whisper |
| D | Bm |
| And it | makes me think there must be something | wrong |
| Bm | Cadd9 | G | D |
| With | me, | out of all the | hours thinking |
| Bm | Cadd9 | G | D |
| Some | how, | I’ve lost my | mind |
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m not crazy I’m just a little un | well |
I know right now you can’t tell
| Em | D |
| But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll | see |
A different side of me
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m not crazy I’m just a little im | paired |
I know right now you don’t care
| Em | D |
| But soon enough you’re gonna think of | me |
| Cadd9 |
| And how I used to b | e |
| Cadd9 | Em | Cadd9 |
| | I’ve been talking in my | sleep |
| Em | Cadd9 |
| Pretty soon they’ll come to | get me |
| Em | D |
| Yeah they’re takin’ me a | way |
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m not crazy I’m just a little un | well |
I know right now you can’t tell
| Em | D |
| But stay awhile and maybe then you’ll | see |
A different side of me
| G | Cadd9 |
| I’m not crazy I’m just a little im | paired |
I know right now you don’t care
| Em | D |
| But soon enough you’re gonna think of | me |
And how I used to be
| G | Cadd9 |
| Pretty girls come from the | ugliest places |
| G | D |
| You | come from the worst of them | all |
| G | Cadd9 |
| H | eartbreakers like you are h | ard to erase |
| Em7 | D | G |
| You | lift me up j | ust so I | fall |
| G | Cadd9 |
| I f | ollowed you all the way | down to the coast |
| G | D |
| And we | kissed under traveling sk | ies |
| G | Cadd9 |
| I w | ish I had seen what was | coming for me |
| Em7 | D | G |
| But you | wear such a | lovely | disguise |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Hey you got a | restless heart |
| Em | D |
| Beating | ou ou ou out on your | sleeve |
| Cadd9 | G |
| And | I won’t let this | fire start |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| You | say love is | all that you | need |
| Em | D | G |
| Well you’re | not gonna | get it from | me |
| Em | D | G |
| No you’re | not gonna g | et it from | me |
| G | Cadd9 |
| You s | ay that you wanted a | lover |
| G | D |
| Someone to | cover your head when it | rains |
| G | Cadd9 |
| But e | ven a hopeless | romantic like me |
| Em7 | D | G |
| Yeah I | know that it’s a | ll just a g | ame |
| G | Cadd9 |
| Ever | yone’s looking for | love |
| G | D |
| Looking for | something to hold on | to |
| G | Cadd9 |
| Oh I’ve been looking for | twenty-five years |
| Em7 | D | G |
| And I | know I won’t | find it in | you |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Hey you got a | restless heart |
| Em | D |
| Beating | ou ou ou out on your | sleeve |
| Cadd9 | G |
| And | I won’t let this | fire start |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| You | say love is | all that you | need |
| Em | D | G |
| Well you’re | not gonna | get it from | me |
| Em | D | F |
| No you’re | not gonna g | et it from | me |
| C | G | G/B |
| I | won’t let you break my | heart | |
| F | C | D |
| I | won’t let you break, I | won’t let you break my | heart |
| G | Cadd9 |
| Pretty girls come from the | ugliest places |
| G | D |
| You | come from the worst of them a | ll |
| G | Cadd9 |
| Heartbreakers like you are | hard to erase |
| Em7 | D | G |
| You | lift me up j | ust so I f | all |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Hey you got a | restless heart |
| Em | D |
| Beating | ou ou ou out on your | sleeve |
| Cadd9 | G |
| And | I won’t let this | fire start |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| You | say love is | all that you | need |
| Em | D | G |
| Well you’re | not gonna | get it from | me |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| No you’re | not gonna g | et it from | me |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Hey you got a | restless heart |
| Em | D |
| Beating | ou ou ou out on your | sleeve |
| Cadd9 | G |
| And | I won’t let this | fire start |
| Em | D | Cadd9 |
| You | say love is | all that you | need |
| Em | D | G |
| Well you’re | not gonna | get it from | me |
| Em | D | G |
| No you’re | not gonna g | et it from | me |
| Em | D | G |
| No you’re | not gonna g | et it from | me |
| G |
| Dear future husband, here’s a few |
| Em |
| Things you need to know if you wanna |
| C | D | G |
| Be my one and | only all my | life |
| G |
| Take me on a date, I deserve it babe |
| Em |
| And don’t forget the flowers every anniversary |
| C |
| ‘Cause if you treat me right |
| D |
| I’ll be the perfect wife |
| G |
| Buying groceries, buy-buying what you need |
| G |
| You got that nine to five, but baby so do I |
| Em |
| So don’t be thinking I’ll be home and baking apple pies |
| C |
| I never learned to cook |
| G |
| Sing along with me, sing-sing along with me, hey |
| G | Em |
| You gotta know how to treat me like a | lady |
| C |
| Even when I’m acting | crazy |
| D | G |
| Tell me everything’s alri | ght |
| G |
| Dear future husband, here’s a few |
| Em |
| Things you need to know if you want to |
| C | D | G |
| Be my one and | only all my | life |
| G |
| Dear future husband, if you wanna |
| Em |
| Get that special lovin’, tell me I’m |
| C | D | G |
| Beautiful, | each and every | night |
| G |
| After every fight, just apologize |
| Em |
| And maybe then I’ll let you try and rock my body right |
| D |
| You know I’m never wrong |
| G |
| Why disagree, why, why disagree? |
| G | Em |
| You gotta know how to treat me like a | lady |
| C |
| Even when I’m acting | crazy |
| D | G |
| Tell me everything’s alri | ght |
| G |
| Dear future husband, here’s a few |
| Em |
| Things you need to know if you want to |
| C | D | G |
| Be my one and | only all my | life |
| G |
| Dear future husband, make time for |
| Em |
| Me, don’t leave me lonely and know we’ll |
| C | D | G |
| Never see your | family more than | mine |
| G |
| I’ll be sleeping on the left side of the bed |
| Em |
| Open doors for me and you may get some kisses |
| C |
| Don’t have a dirty mind |
| G |
| Buy me a ring, buy-buy me a ring, babe |
| G | Em |
| You gotta know how to treat me like a | lady |
| C |
| Even when I’m acting | crazy |
| D | G |
| Tell me everything’s | alright |
| G |
| Dear future husband, here’s a few |
| Em |
| Things you need to know if you want to |
| C | D | G |
| Be my one and on | ly all my li | fe |
| G |
| Dear future husband, if you wanna |
| Em |
| Ge | t that special loving, tell me I’m |
| C | D | G |
| Beautiful | each and every | night |
| C | D | G |
| Oh oh | Future husband, | better love me | right |
| E |
| I found myself dreaming |
| C#m |
| Like a scene from a movie |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| That | every | broken | heart | knows |
| E |
| We were walking on moonlight |
| G#m |
| And you pulled me close |
| C#m |
| Split second and you disappeared |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| And then | I was | all a | lone | |
| E |
| I | woke up in tears, with you by my side |
| G#m |
| Breath of relief, and I realized |
| C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| No, we’re not | promised to | morrow | | |
| E | G#m |
| So I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose you |
| C#m | A |
| I’m gonna | hold you like I’m saying good | bye |
| E | G#m |
| Wherever we’re | standing I won’t take you for | granted |
| C#m | A |
| ‘Cause we’ll never | know when, when we’ll run out of | time |
| E | G#m |
| So I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose you |
| C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose | | you | |
| G#m |
| Just a whisper of smoke |
| C#m |
| You could lose everything |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| The | truth | is you | never | know |
| E |
| So I’ll kiss you longer baby |
| G#m |
| Any chance that I get |
| C#m |
| I’ll make the most of the minutes |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| And | love with | no re | grets | |
| E |
| Let’s take our time to say what we want |
| G#m |
| Use what we got before it’s all gone |
| C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| ‘Cause no, we’re not | promised tom | orrow | | |
| E | G#m |
| So I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose you |
| C#m | A |
| I’m gonna | hold you like I’m saying good | bye |
| E | G#m |
| Wherever we’re | standing I won’t take you for | granted |
| C#m | A |
| ‘Cause we’ll never | know when, when we’ll run out of | time |
| E | G#m |
| So I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose you |
| C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose | | you | |
| E | G#m | C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| | | | → | → | → | |
| E | G#m |
| I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose you |
| C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/E |
| I’m gonna | hold you like I’m saying good | bye | | | |
| E | G#m |
| Wherever we’re | standing I won’t take you for | granted |
| C#m | A |
| ‘Cause we’ll never | know when, when we’ll run out of | time |
| E | G#m |
| So I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose you |
| C#m | A | E/G# | F#m7 | F#m/B |
| I’m gonna | love you like I’m gonna | lose | | you | |
| Em |
| I miss that | happy friend that I had |
| A |
| You’ve been acting so sad |
| D | Bm |
| Won’t you come | back? Yeah ye | ah |
| Em |
| You never | take the time with your girls no more |
| A |
| Always with your new boy |
| B7 |
| But | you don’t know yet |
| Em |
| Oh his | kiss is soft and sweet |
| A |
| He | swept you off your feet |
| Em |
| And sure he’s | worth a lot of gold |
| A |
| But you’re | better than you know |
| B7/F# | Em |
| → | That boy’s no good for you |
| Em | A |
| → | You’re way too good for him |
| D | B7 |
| That boy’s no good for you, | for you |
| Em | A |
| Whoa, woh-oh-oh- | oh, woh-oh-oh |
| D | Bm |
| No he no good, he no good for | you |
| Em | A |
| Woh-oh-oh- | oh, woh-oh-oh- | oh, woh-oh-oh |
| D | B7 |
| No he no good, he no good for | you |
| Em |
| He drives those | fancy cars that you like |
| A |
| But he | doesn’t call you at night |
| D |
| And tells you he | loves you |
| Bm |
| And he’s thinking | of you |
| Em |
| No you can’t | take him home for the holidays |
| D |
| Cause he’s such a | tool, girl |
| B7 |
| Everyone will say, I bet |
| Em |
| His | kiss is soft and sweet |
| A |
| He | swept you off your feet |
| Em |
| And sure he’s | worth a lot of gold |
| A |
| But you’re | better than you know |
| B7/F# | Em |
| → | That boy’s no good for you |
| Em | A |
| → | You’re way too good for him |
| D | B7 |
| That boy’s no good for you, | for you |
| Em | A |
| Whoa, woh-oh-oh- | oh, woh-oh-oh |
| D | Bm |
| No he no good, he no good for | you |
| Em | A |
| Woh-oh-oh- | oh, woh-oh-oh- | oh, woh-oh-oh |
| D | B7 |
| No he no good, he no good for | you |
| Em |
| Won’t you | take it from a friend |
| A7 |
| That boy is | not a gentleman |
| D |
| And you’ll | find out soon enough |
| Bm |
| What you’re | feeling it ain’t love |
| Em |
| Cause he | called me yesterday |
| Edim7 |
| And he | asked me on a date |
| D |
| Tried to | play you like a fool |
| B7 |
| And that’s | why I’m calling you |
| Em |
| His | kiss is soft and sweet |
| A |
| And he | swept you off your feet |
| D |
| But he’s no | good for you |
| Em |
| And sure he’s | worth a lot of gold |
| A |
| But you’re | better than you know |
| Em |
| Oh his | kiss is soft and sweet |
| A |
| And he | swept you off your feet |
| D |
| But he’s no | good for you |
| Em |
| And sure he’s | worth a lot of gold |
| A |
| But you’re | better than you know |
| B7/F# | Em |
| → | That boy’s no good for you |
| Em | A |
| → | You’re way too good for him |
| D | B7 |
| That boy’s no good for you, | for you |
| B7/F# | Em |
| → | That boy’s no good for you |
| Em | A |
| → | You’re way too good for him |
| D | B7 |
| That boy’s no good for you, | for you |
| Am7 | Gsus4 | Fadd9 | C6 |
| I wan | ted | to be | like you |
| Am7 | Gsus4 | Fadd9 | C6 |
| I wan | ted | every | thing |
| Am7 | Gsus4 | Fadd9 | C6 |
| So | I tried, | to be | like you |
| Am7 | Gsus4 | Fadd9 | C6 |
| And | I got | swept aw | ay |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| I didn’t | know that | it was so c | old and |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| You needed | someone to | show you the w | ay |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| So I took your h | and and | we figured o | ut that |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| When the | tide comes I’ll t | ake you awa | y |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| If you | want to, | I can sa | ve you |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| I can | take you away | from he | re |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| So lonely i | nside, | so busy o | ut there |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| And all you w | anted was someb | ody who car | es |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| I’m sinking sl | owly, | so hurry h | old me |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| Your hand is a | ll I have to | keep me hanging | on |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| Please can you | tell me | so I can | finally see |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 | C |
| Where you | go when you’re | gone | |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| If you | want to, | I can sa | ve you |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| I can | take you away | from he | re |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| So lonely i | nside, | so busy o | ut there |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| And all you w | anted was someb | ody who car | es |
| F | G |
| All you wa | nted was somebody who |
| F | G |
| Ca | res, if you n | eed me you know I’ll be |
| G/B | G/B | G/B | G/B |
| Whoa, | | | yeah |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| If you | want to, | I can sa | ve you |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| I can | take you away | from he | re |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| So lonely i | nside, | so busy o | ut there |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| And all you w | anted was someb | ody who car | es |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| If you | want to, | I can sa | ve you |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| I can | take you away | from he | re |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| So lonely i | nside, | so busy o | ut there |
| Am7 | Fadd9 | C | G |
| And all you w | anted was someb | ody who car | es |
| Am7 | G |
| Please can you | tell me |
| Fadd9 | C |
| So I can | finally see |
| Am7 | G | Fadd9 |
| Where you g | o when you’re go | ne |
| G | Bm7 |
| I h | opped off the plane at L | .A.X. |
| Em | D |
| With a | dream and my cardigan | |
| G | Bm7 |
| Welcome to the land of | fame excess |
| Bm7 |
| Here I | am for the first time |
| Em | D |
| Look to my right and I see the Holly | wood sign |
| G | Bm7 |
| This is all so | crazy |
| Em | D |
| Everybody seems so famous | |
| Bm7 |
| And I’m | feelin’ kinda home sick |
| Em | D |
| Too much pressure and I’m nervous | |
| G | Bm7 |
| That’s when the | taxi man turned on the | radio |
| Em |
| And a | Jay-Z song was on |
| Em |
| And a | Jay-Z song was on |
| Em |
| And a | Jay-Z song was on |
| Bm7 |
| They’re | playing my song |
| Em | D |
| And the | butterflies fly away | |
| G | Bm7 |
| I’m | noddin’ my head like | yeah |
| Em | D |
| Movin’ my hips like yeah | |
| Bm7 |
| They’re | playing my song |
| Em | D |
| And I | know I’m gonna be okay | |
| G | Bm7 | Em | D |
| Ye | ah, it’s a p | arty in the USA | |
| G | Bm7 | Em | D |
| Ye | ah, it’s a p | arty in the USA | |
| G | Bm7 |
| Get to the club in my t | axi cab |
| Em | D |
| Everyb | ody’s lookin at me now | |
| G | Bm7 |
| Like | who’s that chick, that’s r | ockin’ kicks? |
| Em | D |
| She g | otta be from out of town | |
| G | Bm7 |
| So hard with my g | irls not around me |
| Em | D |
| It’s definitely not a Nashville party | |
| G | Bm7 |
| ‘Cause all I see are still | etos |
| Em | D |
| I guess I never got the memo | |
| Bm7 |
| And I’m | feelin’ kinda home sick |
| Em | D |
| Too much pressure and I’m nervous | |
| G | Bm7 |
| That’s when the D | .J. dropped my fav | orite tune |
| Em |
| And a Br | itney song was on |
| Em |
| And a B | ritney song was on |
| Em |
| And a Bri | tney song was on |
| Bm7 |
| They’re | playing my song |
| Em | D |
| And the | butterflies fly away | |
| G | Bm7 |
| I’m | noddin’ my head like | yeah |
| Em | D |
| Movin’ my hips like yeah | |
| Bm7 |
| They’re | playing my song |
| Em | D |
| And I | know I’m gonna be okay | |
| G | Bm7 | Em | D |
| Ye | ah, it’s a p | arty in the USA | |
| G | Bm7 | Em | D |
| Ye | ah, it’s a p | arty in the USA | |
| Bm7 | Em |
| Feel like hoppin’ on a f | light |
| Bm7 | Em |
| Back to my hometown ton | ight |
| Bm7 | Em |
| Something stops me every t | ime |
| C | D |
| The | DJ plays my song and I feel alright | |
| Bm7 |
| They’re | playing my song |
| Em | D |
| And the | butterflies fly away | |
| G | Bm7 |
| I’m | noddin’ my head like | yeah |
| Em | D |
| Movin’ my hips like yeah | |
| Bm7 |
| They’re | playing my song |
| Em | D |
| And I | know I’m gonna be okay | |
| G | Bm7 | Em | D |
| Ye | ah, it’s a p | arty in the USA | |
| G | Bm7 | Em | D |
| Ye | ah, it’s a p | arty in the USA | |
| Em | G |
| We | clawed, we chained our | hearts in vain |
| D | Am |
| We | jumped, never asking | why |
| Em | G |
| We | kissed, I fell un | der your spell |
| D | Am |
| A | love no one could | deny |
| C | Em |
| Don’t you ever say | I just walked away |
| G | C |
| I will always want y | ou |
| C | Em |
| I can’t live a lie | running for my life |
| G | C |
| I will always want y | ou |
| G | D |
| I came in like a | wrecking ball | |
| Em | C |
| I never hit so | hard in love | |
| G | D |
| All I wanted was to | break your walls | |
| Em | C |
| All you ever did was | wreck | me |
| Em | C |
| Yeah you, | you wreck | me |
| Em | G |
| I | put you high up | in the sky |
| D | Am |
| And | now, you’re not coming | down |
| Em | G |
| It | slowly turned, you | let me burn |
| D | Am |
| And | now, we’re ashes on the | ground |
| C | Em |
| Don’t you ever say | I just walked away |
| G | C |
| I will always | want you |
| C | Em |
| I can’t live a lie | running for my life |
| G | C |
| I will always | want you |
| G | D |
| I came in like a | wrecking ball | |
| Em | C |
| I never hit so | hard in love | |
| G | D |
| All I wanted was to | break your walls | |
| Em | C |
| All you ever did was | wreck | me |
| G | D |
| I came in like a | wrecking ball | |
| Em | C |
| Yeah, I just closed my | eyes and swung | |
| G | D |
| Left me crashing in a | blazing fall | |
| Em | C |
| All you ever did was | wreck | me |
| Em | C |
| Yeah you, | you wreck | me |
| Em |
| I never meant to start a w | ar |
| G |
| I just wanted you to let me in | |
| Bm |
| And instead of using force | |
| C |
| I guess I should’ve let you win | |
| Em |
| I never meant to start a war | |
| G |
| I just wanted you to let me in | |
| Bsus4 | B |
| I guess I should’ve let you win | → | |
| C | Em |
| Don’t you ever say | I just walked away |
| G | C |
| I will always | want you |
| G | D |
| I came in like a | wrecking ball | |
| Em | C |
| I never hit so | hard in love | |
| G | D |
| All I wanted was to | break your walls | |
| Em | C |
| All you ever did was | wreck | me |
| G | D |
| I came in like a | wrecking ball | |
| Em | C |
| Yeah, I just closed my | eyes and swung | |
| G | D |
| Left me crashing in a | blazing fall | |
| Em | C |
| All you ever did was | wreck | me |
| Em | C |
| Yeah you, | you wreck | me |
| Em | C |
| Yeah you, | you wreck | me |
E-----------------|-------------------|
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D-----0h3--0------|---3--3-------3-3--|
A-----------------|-------------------|
E-3--3------------|-3-----------------|
E---------------------|----------------|
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| D | D/C |
| County road | 233, | under my feet |
| Gadd9 |
| Nothin’ on this white rock but |
| D | D/C |
| I’ve got | two miles till | he makes bail |
| Gadd9 |
| And if I’m right we’re headed |
| D |
| I’m goin’ home, gonna load up my shotgun |
| C |
| Wait by the door and light a cigarette |
| G |
| If he wants a fight well now he’s got one |
| D |
| And | he ain’t seen me crazy yet |
| D |
| He | slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll |
| C |
| Don’t that sound like a real man |
| G |
| I’m going to show him what a little girl’s made of |
| D | D/C |
| It’s | half past ten, another | six pack in |
| Gadd9 | D |
| And I can feel the rumble like the | cold black wind |
| D | D/C |
| He | pulls in the drive, the | gravel flies |
| Gadd9 | D |
| He dont know what’s waiting here this | time |
| D |
| I’m goin’ home, gonna load up my shotgun |
| C |
| Wait by the door and light a cigarette |
| G |
| If he wants a fight well now he’s got one |
| D |
| And | he ain’t seen me crazy yet |
| D |
| He | slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll |
| C |
| Don’t that sound like a real man |
| G |
| I’m going to show him what a little girl’s made of |
| C |
| His | fist is big but my gun’s bigger |
| G7 |
| He’ll find out when I pull the trigger |
| D |
| I’m goin’ home, gonna load up my shotgun |
| C |
| Wait by the door and light a cigarette |
| G |
| If he wants a fight well now he’s got one |
| D |
| And | he ain’t seen me crazy yet |
| D |
| He | slap my face and he shook me like a rag doll |
| C |
| Don’t that sound like a real man |
| G |
| I’m going to show him what a little girl’s made of |
| D | F# | Bm |
| Well, you can | take your | snow and | shove it |
| Em | D/F# | A |
| This is our | Christmas | and we | love it |
| D | F# | G |
| It’s a | hundred deg | rees, this elf is | Vietnamese |
| D | A |
| That’s the | way that California | does it |
| D | F# | Bm |
| Even our | Santa | has a | suntan |
| Em | D/F# | A |
| He’s | also an | unemployed | stuntman |
| G |
| Yeah, I’m | just really baked |
| D | A |
| If | he can be Santa Claus, | anyone can |
| G | A |
| California | Christmas time |
| F#m | B |
| It’s | just a Golden | State of mind |
| Em | A | Am | D |
| Chet’s nuts roasting | in the bright sun | light | |
Put on some pants, Chet
| G | A |
| And | what would Christmas | be without |
| F#m | B |
| Historically | low mountain snow causing | staggering drought |
| G | A | F#m |
| But | hey, this eggnog | fro-yo’s super | tight |
| Em |
| ‘Cause | this is California |
| A | D |
| And | we do Christmas | right |
| G/D | Gm/D |
| California Christmas | ti | me |
| D | F# | Bm |
| Don we | now our | surf ap | parel |
| Em | D/F# | A |
| And we have our | own kind of | Christmas | Carol |
| D | F# |
| It’s this | chick named | Carol |
| A |
| Carol’s | fifty, but no judgment |
She’s still finding herself
We're all finding ourselves
| E | G# | C#m |
| Okay, there | is no | easy | answer |
| F#m | E/G# | B |
| For our | high rates | of skin | cancer |
| E | G# |
| It | took my dad’s | life |
| B |
| Hang ten, Rudolph and Prancer |
| A | B |
| California | Christmas time |
| G#m | C# |
| We | gather ‘round and sing | songs by Sublime |
| F#m | B | Bm | E |
| And | all our local | reggae bands are | white | |
| A | B |
| The | kids get lots of toys on | Christmas morn |
| G#m | C# |
| ‘Cause | daddy makes big bucks di | recting porn |
| A |
| They | may have gonorrhea |
| B | G#m |
| But at | least it’s not frost | bite |
| F#m |
| ‘Cause | this is California |
| B | E |
| And | we do Christmas | right |
| A/E |
| California Christmas | time |
| Am/E | E |
| Cali | fornia Christmas | time |
| A/E |
| California Christmas | time |
| Am/E | E |
| Cali | fornia Christmas | time |
| E/A |
| California Christmas | time |
| Am/E | E |
| Cali | fornia Christmas | time |
| A |
| California Christmas | time |
Calif...
I was...
| G | D |
| Working hard at a | New York job |
| G | D |
| Making | dough but it made me | blue |
| G | D |
| One day I was | crying a lot |
| D | G | G# |
| And | so I decided to | move | to |
| Asus2 |
| West Covina, California |
Brand new pals and new career
| F |
| It | happens to be where Josh lives |
| D |
| But that’s not why I’m | here |
| C |
| She’s the | crazy ex-girlfriend |
What? No, I'm not
| G |
| She’s the | crazy ex-girlfriend |
That's a sexist term
| C |
| She’s the | crazy ex-girlfriend |
Can you guys just stop singing for a second?
| D6 | Eaug |
| She’s so broken in | side |
The situation's a lot more nuanced than that
OK, we get it
| G | Am | G |
| Crazy ex- | girl | friend |
| G |
| Well I was | shopping for a new car which one’s me? |
| D |
| A | cool convertible or an SUV? |
| G |
| Too bad I didn’t know my credit was whack |
| D |
| ‘Cause now I’m | driving off the lot in a used sub-compact |
| G |
| F-R-E-E that spells free |
| D |
| Credit report dot com baby |
| D |
| Thought about going but was too lazy |
| G |
| Now ins | tead of looking fine and rolling phat |
| D |
| My legs are | sticking to the vinyl and my posse’s getting laughed at |
| G |
| F-R-E-E that spells free |
| D | G |
| Credit report dot | com baby |
| G | G/B | C |
| They | say a man should always dress for the | job he | wants |
| D | G |
| So | why am I dressed up like a pirate in this restau | rant? |
| G | G/B | C |
| It’s | all because some hacker stole my i | denti | ty |
| D | G |
| Now I’m | in here every evening serving chowder and iced | tea |
Shoulda gone to
| G | G/B | C |
| Free credit report | dot | com |
| D | G |
| I | coulda seen this coming at me like an atom | bomb |
| G | G/B | C |
| They | monitor your credit and send you e- | mail a | lerts |
| D | G |
| So that | you don’t end up selling fish to tourists in t- | shirts |
| F | Bb | C |
| | I’m just gonna, I’m gonna | take this time and speak from the heart |
| F | Bb | C |
| I just wanna lay down how I feel, | this is for you | |
| F | Bb | C |
| Sayin’ goodbye to Britta was the | hardest thing to | do |
| F | Bb | C |
| But when s | omeone’s a B and a liar, there ain’t | nothing left to | woo |
| F |
| I’m gettin’ rid of Britta (she’s gotta go) |
| Bb | C |
| I’m gettin’ rid of the | B (she’s a no good B) |
| F |
| I’m gettn’ rid of Britta |
| Bb | C |
| I’m gettn’ rid of the | B (she’s a GDB) |
| F | Bb | C |
| Take it Pierce, what, what, w | hat, | hell yes |
| F | Bb | C |
| I didn’t know when I saw her blond hair that she could e | ver be that way | |
| F | Bb | C |
| So t | iny and small, she seemed to have it all but she | made me say B, | hey, that ain’t cool |
| F |
| I’m gettin’ rid of Britta |
| Bb | C |
| I’m gettin’ rid of the | B (she’s a no good B) |
| F |
| I’m gettn’ rid of Britta (she’s gotta go) |
| Bb | C |
| I’m gettn’ rid of the | B (she’s a GDB) |
| F | Bb | C |
| Come on, | one more time for me Pierce | |
| F |
| It isn’t like I would ever hit her |
| Bb | C |
| But I would sell it to the | highest bidder |
| F |
| She bummed me out, she bruised my soul |
| Bb | C | F |
| She l | ied to my heart, she | left me less than | whole |
| F |
| I’m gettin’ rid of Britta |
| Bb | C |
| I’m gettin’ rid of the | B (she’s a no good B) |
| F |
| I’m gettn’ rid of Britta (it’s not healthy man) |
| Bb | C |
| I’m gettn’ rid of the | B (she’s a GDB) |
| F | F | Bb | C |
| F | Bb | C |
| Britta’s a B, | not a | C |
| F | Bb | C |
| Britta’s a B, | I’m just speaking the truth here | |
Can I help you *enjoy* that Snickers?
| G | G/F# | Em | Em7 |
| Happy peanuts so | ar over | chocolate-covered mou | ntaintops and |
| G | G/F# | C |
| Waterfalls of | cara | mel |
| G | G/F# | Em | D | G |
| Prancing | nougat in the | meadow sings a | song of satis | faction to the | world |
| Dsus2 |
| This chick’s rockin’ your bro’ on the dance floor... |
| Dsus2 | G |
| But she’s towing an | anchor |
| Dsus2 | G |
| A junior inv | estment banker |
| Bm | A | F#11 |
| Who’s talkin’ ‘bout her | self and not much | more, oh |
| G | D | A |
| So buy her a beer, | it’s the reason you’re | here, mighty wingman |
| Bm | D | A |
| You’re takin’ one | for the | team |
| Bm | A | G |
| So your | buddy can | live the | dream |
| E |
| She’s a | berry bitty girl |
| F#m |
| With berry | big possibilities |
| B |
| Is the | secret to her recipes |
| A |
| She’ll | be your best bud |
| E | F#m |
| Strawberry, | Strawberry |
| E | F#m |
| No task is | too tall |
| D | E |
| For | Strawberry Short | cake |
She's a berry bitty girl
With big possibilities
She may be small but
| Am |
| Weep for yourself, my man |
| C |
| You’ll never be what is in your | heart |
| C |
| You’re not as brave as you were at the | start |
| G |
| Rate yourself and rake yourself |
| F | F/E | F/D | C |
| Take all the | courage | you have | left |
| G |
| And | waste it on fixing all the |
| F | F/E | F/D | C |
| Problems that you | made in | your own | head |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| But it was | not your | fault but m | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| And it was | your heart | on the l | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| I really | messed it | up this t | ime |
Didn't I, my
| Am |
| Tremble for yourself, my man |
| C |
| You know that you have seen this all b | efore |
| Am |
| Tremble little lion man |
| C |
| You’ll never settle any of your | scores |
| G |
| Your | grace is wasted in your face |
| F | F/E | F/D | C |
| Your | boldness stands a | lone am | ong the | wreck |
| G |
| Now | learn from your mother or else |
| F | F/E | F/D | C |
| Spend your days | biting | your own n | eck |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| But it was | not your | fault but m | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| And it was | your heart | on the l | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| I really | messed it | up this t | ime |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| But it was | not your | fault but m | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| And it was | your heart | on the l | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| I really | messed it | up this t | ime |
| C | C | F/C | F/C |
| C/D | C/E | F/C | F/C |
| | | | |
| Gadd11 | C | Fmaj9 | Fmaj9 |
| Ah, | ah ah | ah, | ah ah |
| Gadd11 | C | Fmaj9 | Fmaj9 |
| Ah, | ah ah | ah | ah ah |
| Gadd11 | C | Fmaj9 | Fmaj9 |
| Ah, | ah ah | ah, | ah ah |
| Gadd11 | C | Fmaj9 | Fmaj9 |
| Ah, | ah ah | ah | ah ah |
| Gadd11 | C | Fmaj9 | Fmaj9 |
| Ah, | ah ah | ah | ah ah |
| Gadd11 | C | Fmaj9 | Fmaj9 |
| Ah, | ah ah | ah | |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| But it was | not your f | ault but m | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| And it was | your heart | on the l | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| I really | messed it | up this t | ime |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| But it was | not your | fault but m | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| And it was | your heart | on the l | ine |
| Am | Fmaj9 | C |
| I really | messed it | up this t | ime |
| A |
| They’re gonna cl | ean up your looks, with all the lies in the books |
| E |
| To make a citizen out of y | ou |
| D | A |
| Because they sl | eep with a gun, and keep an e | ye on you, son |
| E | A |
| So they can w | atch all the things you | do |
| A |
| Because the dr | ugs never work, they gonna give you a smirk |
| A | E |
| ‘Cause they got m | ethods of keeping you cl | ean |
| D | A |
| They’re gonna r | ip off your heads, your aspir | ations to shreds |
| E | A |
| Another c | og in the murder mach | ine |
| A |
| They said all | teenagers scare the living hell out of me |
| A | E |
| They could care less as long as | someone’ll bleed |
| D | A |
| So | darken your clothes, or strike a | violent pose |
| E | A |
| Maybe they’ll | leave you alone, but not | me |
| A |
| The boys and g | irls in the clique |
The awful names that they stick
| E |
| You’re never gonna fit in much | kid |
| D | A |
| But if you’re | troubled and hurt, what you got u | nder your shirt |
| E | A |
| Will make them | pay for the things that they di | d |
| A |
| They said all | teenagers scare the living hell out of me |
| A | E |
| They could care less as long as | someone’ll bleed |
| D | A |
| So | darken your clothes, or strike a | violent pose |
| E | A |
| Maybe they’ll | leave you alone, but not | me |
| A |
| They said all | teenagers scare the living hell out of me |
| A | E |
| They could care less as long as | someone’ll bleed |
| D | A |
| So | darken your clothes, or strike a | violent pose |
| E | A |
| Maybe they’ll | leave you alone, but not | me |
All together now
| A |
| Teenagers scare the living hell out of me |
| A | E |
| They could care less as long as | someone’ll bleed |
| D | A |
| So | darken your clothes, or strike a | violent pose |
| E | A |
| Maybe they’ll | leave you alone, but not | me |
| A |
| Teenagers scare the living hell out of me |
| A | E |
| They could care less as long as | someone’ll bleed |
| D | A |
| So | darken your clothes, or strike a | violent pose |
| E | A |
| Maybe they’ll | leave you alone, but not | me |
| D | A/C# |
| When I | was a | young boy |
| Bm | A |
| My f | ather took | me into the |
| G | D/F# | Em | A |
| City to s | ee a marching b | and | |
| D | A/C# |
| He said, son | when you grow | up |
| Bm | A | G |
| Would | you be the s | avior of the | broken |
| D/F# | Em | A |
| The | beaten and the d | amned | |
| D | A/C# |
| He said | will you d | efeat them |
| Bm | A | G |
| Your | demons, and a | ll the non bel | ievers |
| D/F# | Em | A |
| The p | lans that they have | made | |
| D | A/C# |
| Because | one day I’ll | leave you |
| Bm | A |
| A p | hantom to | lead you in the |
| G | D/F# | Em | A |
| Summer, to | join the black p | arade | |
| D | A/C# |
| When | I was a | young boy |
| Bm | A |
| My | father took | me into the |
| G | D/F# | Em | A |
| City to | see a marching b | and | |
| D | A/C# |
| He said s | on when you gr | ow up |
| Bm | A | G |
| Would | you be the s | avior of the b | roken |
| D/F# | Em | A |
| The | beaten and the da | mned | |
| D | A/C# | D7/C | G |
| Somet | imes I get the | feeling she’s wa | tching over me | |
| G | D | A |
| And oth | er times I | feel like I should g | o |
| D | A/C# | D7/C | G |
| And t | hrough it all, the r | ise and fall, the b | odies in the s | treets |
| G | D | A |
| And w | hen you’re gone we | want you all to | know |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
| We’ll carry o | n, we’ll | carry | on |
| A | G |
| And tho | ugh you’re | dead and gone believe me |
| A | D | A/C# | Bm |
| Your m | emory will carry o | n, we’ll | carry | on |
| A | G |
| And | in my | heart I can’t contain it |
| A |
| The anthe | m won’t explain it |
| D | A/C# | D7/F# | G |
| A | woman sends you | reeling from d | ecimated dr | eams |
| D | A |
| Your misery and h | ate will kill us a | ll |
| D | A/C# |
| So p | aint it black and | take it back |
| Bm | G |
| Let’s s | hout it loud and | clear |
| G | D | A |
| Defi | ant to the e | nd we hear the ca | ll |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
| To carry o | n, we’ll | carry | on |
| A | G |
| And tho | ugh you’re | dead and gone believe me |
| A | D | A/C# | Bm |
| Your m | emory will carry o | n, we’ll | carry | on |
| A | G |
| And | though you’re | broken and defeated |
| A | A | G |
| Your we | ary widow ma | rch | es |
| F#7 | Bm |
| On and on we carry through the f | ears, oh oh oh |
| F#7 | Bm |
| Disappointed faces of your | peers, oh oh oh |
| G | Gm | A | G | F | D |
| Take a look at me cause I | could | not c | are a | t a | ll |
| D | A/C# |
| Do or die, | you’ll never make me |
| Bm | A | G |
| Because the world, | will never take my hea | rt |
| D |
| When they try, | they’ll never break me |
| G | A | D |
| You want it all, | you wanna play this p | art |
| D | A/C# |
| I won’t explain, | or say I’m sorry |
| Bm | A |
| I’m unashamed, | I’m gonna show my scar |
| G | D |
| Give a cheer, | for all the broken |
| G | A | E |
| Listen here, | because it’s who we ar | e |
| E | B/D# |
| I’m just a man, | I’m not a hero |
| C#m | B |
| I’m just a boy, | who had to sing this song |
| A | E |
| I’m just a man, | I’m not a hero |
| B | E | B/D# | C#m |
| We’ll c | arry o | n, we’ll | carry | on |
| B | A |
| And thou | gh you’re d | ead and gone believe me |
| E | B/D# | C#m |
| Carry | on, | you’ll carry | on |
| B | A |
| And th | ough you’re | broken and defeated |
| B | E |
| Your we | ary widow marches o | n |
| E | B/D# |
| Do or die, | you’ll never make me |
| C#m | B | A |
| Because the world, | will never take my hea | rt |
| A |
| You can try, you’ll never break me |
| B |
| You want it all, you wanna lay this part |
| E | B/D# |
| Do or die, | you’ll never make me |
| C#m | B | A |
| Because the world, | will never take my hea | rt |
| A |
| You can try, you’ll never break me |
| B | E |
| You want it all, you wanna lay this par | t |
| E |
| I’m through with | standing in line to clubs I’ll never get in |
| A |
| It’s like the | bottom of the ninth and I’m never gonna win |
| D | E |
| This | life hasn’t turned out quite the way I want it to | be (tell me what you want) |
| E |
| I want a | brand new house on an episode of Cribs |
| A |
| And a | bathroom I can play baseball in |
| D | E |
| And a | king size tub big enough for ten plus | me (what you need?) |
| E |
| I’ll need a, a | credit card that’s got no limit |
| A |
| And a | big black jet with a bedroom in it |
| D | E |
| Gonna | join the mile high club at thirty seven thousand f | eet |
| E |
| I want a | new tour bus full of old guitars |
| A |
| My own | star on Hollywood Boulevard |
| D | E |
| Some | where between Cher and James Dean is fine for | me (so how you gonna do it?) |
| G |
| I’m gonna | trade this life for fortune and fame |
| A |
| I’d even | cut my hair and change my name |
| E |
| ‘Cause we | all just wanna be big rockstars |
| G |
| And live in | hilltop houses driving fifteen cars |
| A |
| The | girls come easy and the drugs come cheap |
| C | D |
| We’ll | all stay skinny ‘cause we | just won’t eat |
| E |
| And we’ll, | hang out in the coolest bars |
| G |
| In the | V.I.P. with the movie stars |
| A |
| Every | good gold digger’s gonna wind up there |
| C | D |
| Every | Playboy bunny with her | bleach blond hair, and well |
| G | A | E |
| Hey, hey, | I wanna be a rock | star |
| G | A | E |
| Hey, hey, | I wanna be a rock | star |
| E |
| I wanna be gr | eat like Elvis without the tassels |
| A |
| Hire e | ight body guards that love to beat up assholes |
| D |
| Sign a co | uple autographs |
| E |
| So I can eat my meals for fr | ee |
| E |
| I’m gonna dr | ess my ass with the latest fashion |
| A |
| Get a fr | ont door key to the Playboy mansion |
| D |
| Gonna d | ate a centerfold that loves |
| E |
| To blow my money for m | e (so how you donna do it?) |
| G |
| I’m gonna | trade this life for fortune and fame |
| A |
| I’d even | cut my hair and change my name |
| E |
| ‘Cause we | all just wanna be big rockstars |
| G |
| And live in | hilltop houses driving fifteen cars |
| A |
| The | girls come easy and the drugs come cheap |
| C | D |
| We’ll | all stay skinny ‘cause we | just won’t eat |
| E |
| And we’ll, | hang out in the coolest bars |
| G |
| In the | V.I.P. with the movie stars |
| A |
| Every | good gold digger’s gonna wind up there |
| C | D |
| Every | Playboy bunny with her | bleach blond hair, and well |
| E |
| And we’ll | hide out in the private rooms |
| G |
| With the la | test dictionary of today’s who’s who |
| A |
| They’ll g | et you anything with that evil smile |
| C | D |
| Everyb | ody’s got a drug dealer on | speed dial well |
| G | A | E |
| Hey, hey, | I wanna be a rock | star |
| C |
| I’m gonna | sing those songs that offend the censors |
| G |
| Gonna | pop my pills from a pez dispenser |
| C |
| Get | washed-up singers writing all my songs |
| A | D |
| Lip | sync ‘em every night so I don’t | get ‘em wrong |
| E |
| ‘Cause we | all just wanna be big rockstars |
| G |
| And live in | hilltop houses driving fifteen cars |
| A |
| The | girls come easy and the drugs come cheap |
| C | D |
| We’ll | all stay skinny ‘cause we | just won’t eat |
| E |
| And we’ll, | hang out in the coolest bars |
| G |
| In the | V.I.P. with the movie stars |
| A |
| Every | good gold digger’s gonna wind up there |
| C | D |
| Every | Playboy bunny with her | bleach blond hair |
| E |
| And we’ll | hide out in the private rooms |
| G |
| With the la | test dictionary of today’s who’s who |
| A |
| They’ll g | et you anything with that evil smile |
| C | D |
| Everyb | ody’s got a drug dealer on | speed dial well |
| G | A | E |
| Hey, hey, | I wanna be a rock | star |
| G | A | E |
| Hey, hey, | I wanna be a rock | star |
| Gadd9 | D |
| This is the | story of a girl | |
| E7sus4 | A |
| Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world | |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
| E7sus4 |
| I | absolutely love her |
| D | A | Gadd9 | D | A | Gadd9 |
| | → | → | | → | → |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| How many days in a year | |
| D | A |
| She | woke up with hope but she | only found tears |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And | I can be so in | sincere |
| D | A |
| Making the promises | never for real |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| As | long as she stands there waiting | |
| D | A |
| Wearin’ the holes in the | soles of her shoes |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| How many days disappear | |
| D | A |
| When you | look in the mirror, so | how do you choose |
| Bm7 | Asus4/C# |
| Your | clothes never wear as | well the next day |
| D | E7sus4 |
| And your | hair never falls in | quite the same way |
| Bm7 | Asus4/C# | E7sus4 |
| And | you never seem to | run out of things to | say |
| Gadd9 | D |
| This is the | story of a girl | |
| E7sus4 | A |
| Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world | |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
| E7sus4 |
| I | absolutely love her |
| D | A | Gadd9 | D | A | Gadd9 |
| | → | → | | → | → |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| Now | how many lovers would stay | |
| D | A |
| Just to | put up with this every | day and all day |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| How did we wind up this | way |
| D | A |
| Watching our mouths for the | words that we say |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| As | long as we stand here | waiting |
| D | A |
| Wearing the clothes of the | souls that we choose |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| How do we get there | today |
| D | A |
| When we’re | walking too far for the price of | our shoes |
| Bm7 | Asus4/C# |
| Your | clothes never wear as | well the next day |
| D | E7sus4 |
| And your | hair never falls in | quite the same way |
| Bm7 | Asus4/C# | E7sus4 |
| But | you never seem to | run out of things to | say |
| Gadd9 | D |
| This is the | story of a | girl |
| E7sus4 | A |
| Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world | |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And while she | looks so sad and | lonely there |
| E7sus4 |
| I | absolutely love her |
| Bm7 | A/C# | D | E7sus4 |
| Bm7 | A/C# | E7sus4 | E7sus4 |
| | | | |
| Bm7 | Asus4/C# |
| Well your | clothes never wear as | well the next day |
| D | E7sus4 |
| And your | hair never falls in | quite the same way |
| Bm7 | Asus4/C# | E7sus4 |
| You never seem to | run out of things to | say |
| Gadd9 | D |
| This is the | story of a | girl |
| E7sus4 | A |
| Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world | |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
| E7sus4 |
| I | absolutely love her |
| Gadd9 | D |
| This is the | story of a girl | |
| E7sus4 | A |
| Her pretty face she | hid from the world | |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And while she | looks so sad and | lonely there |
| E7sus4 |
| I | absolutely love her |
| Gadd9 | D |
| This is the | story of a... girl | |
| E7sus4 | A |
| Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world | |
| F#m | Gadd9 |
| And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
| E7sus4 |
| I | absolutely love her |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| When | she smi | les |
| Amaj7 | A7 | D | C#aug | F#m7 | B7 | E7 | E7add9 |
| | | | | | | | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| I | waited ‘t | il I s | aw the sun | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I don’t know | why I did | n’t come | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| I left you b | y the hous | e of fun | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I don’t know | why I d | idn’t come | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I | don’t know | why I d | idn’t come | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| When I s | aw the b | reak of day | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I wished that | I could | fly away | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj | C#aug |
| Inst | ead of kne | eling | in the sand | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| Catching | teardrops | in my ha | nd |
| F#m7 | B7 | E | E7 |
| My hear | t is | drenched in w | ine | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7 |
| But you | ’ll be | on my mind | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| Out ac | ross the en | dless sea | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I would | die in ec | stasy | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| But I’ll | be a | bag of bones | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| Driving dow | n the road | alone | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E | E7 |
| My heart is | drenched in w | ine | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7 |
| But | you’ll be | on my m | ind |
| Amaj7 | A7 | D | C#aug | F#m7 | B7 | E7 | E7add9 |
| Amaj7 | A7 | D | C#aug | F#m7 | B7 | E7 | E7add9 |
| | | | | | | | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| Something has | to make you | run | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I don’t know | why I did | n’t come | |
| Amaj7 | A7 | Dmaj7 | C#aug |
| I feel as e | mpty as | a drum | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7 | A |
| I don’t know | why I di | dn’t come | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7 | A |
| I | don’t know | why I di | dn’t come | |
| F#m7 | B7 | E7sus4 | A |
| I d | on’t know | why I di | dn’t come | |
| G | D |
| I’m | headed down south to the | land of the pines |
| Em | C |
| I’m | thumbin’ my way into | North Caroline |
| D | C |
| And | pray to god I see | headlights |
| G | D |
| I | made it down the coast in | seventeen hours |
| Em | C |
| Pickin’ me a bouquet of | dogwood flowers |
| G |
| And I’m a- | hopin’ for Raleigh |
| D | C |
| I can | see my baby to | night |
| G | D |
| So | rock me mama like a | wagon wheel |
| Em | C |
| Rock me mama any | way you feel |
| G | D |
| Rock me mama like the | wind and the rain |
| Em | C |
| Rock me mama like a | southbound train |
| G | D |
| Runnin’ from the cold | up in New England |
| Em | C |
| I was | born to be a fiddler in an | old-time string band |
| G | D |
| My | baby plays the guitar | |
| G | D |
| Oh, the | North country winters keep a | gettin’ me now |
| Em | C |
| Lost my | money playin’ poker so I | had to up and leave |
| G |
| But I | ain’t a-turnin’ back |
| D | C |
| To | livin’ that old life | no more |
| G | D |
| So | rock me mama like a | wagon wheel |
| Em | C |
| Rock me mama any | way you feel |
| G | D |
| Rock me mama like the | wind and the rain |
| Em | C |
| Rock me mama like a | southbound train |
| G | D |
| Walkin’ to the south | out of Roanoke |
| Em |
| I caught a | trucker out of Philly |
| G | D |
| But | he’s a-headed west from the | Cumberland Gap |
| C |
| To | Johnson City, Tennessee |
| G | D |
| And I | gotta get a move on | feet for the sun |
| Em |
| I hear my | baby callin’ my name |
| C |
| And I | know that she’s the only one |
| G |
| And | if I die in Raleigh |
| D | C |
| At | least I will die | free |
| G | D |
| So | rock me mama like a | wagon wheel |
| Em | C |
| Rock me mama any | way you feel |
| G | D |
| Rock me mama like the | wind and the rain |
| Em | C |
| Rock me mama like a | southbound train |
| G | D | Cadd9 |
| Hey | mama | rock me |
| A | C#7 |
| Hate to give the satisfaction asking how you’re doing | now |
| D |
| How’s the castle built off people you pretend to care a | bout, just what you wanted |
| Dm |
| Look at | you, cool guy, you got it |
| A | C#7 |
| I see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my | eyes |
| D |
| Six months of torture that you sold as some forbidden para | dise, I loved you truly |
| Dm |
| You gotta | laugh at the stupidity |
| Bm |
| ‘Cause I’ve made some | real big mistakes |
| E7 |
| But you make the | worst one look fine |
| A |
| I should’ve | known it was strange |
| C#7 |
| You only | come out at night |
| D |
| I used to | think I was smart |
| Dm |
| But you made me | look so naive |
| A |
| The way you | sold me for parts |
| C#7 |
| As you sunk your | teeth into me, oh |
| D | Dm |
| Bloodsucker, | dream crusher |
Bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire
| A | C#7 |
| And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad | news |
| D |
| You called them crazy, god, I hate the way I called them crazy | too, you’re so convincing |
| Dm |
| How do you | lie without flinching (How do you lie? How do you lie? How do you lie?) |
| A | C#7 |
| Oh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, messed up little | thrill |
| D |
| Can’t figure out just how you do it and god knows I never | will, went for me and not her |
| Dm |
| ‘Cause | girls your age know better |
| Bm |
| I’ve made some | real big mistakes |
| E7 |
| But you make the | worst one look fine |
| A |
| I should’ve | known it was strange |
| C#7 |
| You only | come out at night |
| D |
| I used to | think I was smart |
| Dm |
| But you made me | look so naive |
| A |
| The way you | sold me for parts |
| C#7 |
| As you sunk your | teeth into me, oh |
| D | Dm |
| Bloodsucker, | dream crusher |
Bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire
| D |
| You said it was true love |
| Dm |
| But wouldn’t that be hard |
| E |
| ‘Cause | that would mean you had a heart |
| D |
| I tried to help you out |
| Dm |
| Now I know that I can’t |
| A | E |
| ‘Cause how you think’s the kind of | thing |
| D | Dm | A | E |
| I’ll never under | stand | | | |
| Bm |
| I’ve made some | real big mistakes |
| E7 |
| But you make the | worst one look fine |
| A |
| I should’ve | known it was strange |
| C#7 |
| You only | come out at night |
| D |
| I used to | think I was smart |
| Dm |
| But you made me | look so naive |
| A |
| The way you | sold me for parts |
| C#7 |
| As you sunk your | teeth into me, oh |
| D | Dm |
| Bloodsucker, | dream crusher |
Bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Shooting for the | stars when I couldn’t make a | killing |
| D | A |
| Didn’t have a | dime but I always had a | vision |
| F#m | C#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes | |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Didn’t know | how but I always had a | feeling |
| D | A |
| I was gonna | be that one in a m | illion |
| F#m | C#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes | |
| F#m | C#m |
| We wanted | everything, wanted | everything |
| E |
| Light up your wildest dreams |
| D | A |
| Museum victories, | everyday |
| F#m | C#m |
| We wanted | everything, wanted e | verything |
| A | C#aug | F#m | Dm6 |
| Mama | said don’t give | up, it’s a | little comp | licated |
| A | C#aug | F#m | Dm6 |
| All tied | up, no more | love and I’d | hate to see you | waiting |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Shooting for the | stars when I couldn’t make a | killing |
| D | A |
| Didn’t have a | dime but I always had a | vision |
| F#m | C#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes | |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Didn’t know | how but I always had a | feeling |
| D | A |
| I was gonna | be that one in a | million |
| F#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes |
| A |
| It’s uphill for oddities |
| D |
| The | weird and the novelties |
| F#m | C#m |
| We wanted | everything, wanted | everything |
| F#m | E |
| Stay up on that | rise and never come | down, oh |
| F#m | E |
| Stay up on that | rise and never come | down |
| A | C#aug | F#m | Dm6 |
| Mama | said don’t give | up, it’s a | little comp | licated |
| A | C#aug | F#m | Dm6 |
| All tied | up, no more | love and I’d | hate to see you | waiting |
| A | C#aug | F#m | Dm6 |
| They say it’s | all been done but they | haven’t seen the best of | me - e - e - | e |
| A | C#aug | F#m | Dm6 |
| So I got | one more run and it’s | gonna be a sight to | see - e - e - | e |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Shooting for the | stars when I couldn’t make a | killing |
| D | A |
| Didn’t have a | dime but I always had a | vision |
| F#m | C#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes | |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Didn’t know | how but I always had a | feeling |
| D | A |
| I was gonna | be that one in a | million |
| F#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Shooting for the | stars when I couldn’t make a | killing |
| D | A |
| Didn’t have a | dime but I always had a | vision |
| F#m | C#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes | |
| D | A |
| Had to have | high, high hopes for a | living |
| F#m | E |
| Didn’t know | how but I always had a | feeling |
| D | A |
| I was gonna | be that one in a | million |
| F#m | C#m |
| Always had | high, high hopes | |
| C |
| Can’t count the years one hand |
That we’ve been together
| Am |
| I need the other one to | hold you |
Make you feel, make you feel better
| C |
| It’s not a walk in the park |
To love each other
| Am |
| But when our fingers inter | lock |
Can’t deny, can’t deny you’re worth it
| F |
| Cause after all this | time |
| F | G |
| I should be over all the | butterflies | |
| C |
| I’m into | you, I’m into you |
| F | G |
| And baby even on our | worst nights | |
| C |
| I’m into | you, I’m into you |
| F | G |
| Let ‘em wonder how we | got this far | |
| Am | C |
| Cause I don’t really need to | wonder at a | ll |
| F |
| Yeah after all this | time |
| C |
| Recount the night that I first |
Met your mother
| Am |
| And on the drive back to my | house |
I told you that, I told you that I loved ya
| C |
| You felt the weight of the world |
Fall off your shoulder
| Am |
| And to your favorite | song |
We sang along to the start of forever
| F |
| And after all this | time |
| F | G |
| I should be over all the | butterflies | |
| C |
| But I’m into | you, I’m into you |
| F | G |
| And baby even on our | worst nights | |
| C |
| I’m into | you, I’m into you |
| F | G |
| Let ‘em wonder how we | got this far | |
| Am | C |
| Cause I don’t really need to | wonder at a | ll |
| F |
| Yeah after all this | time |
| C |
| Some things just make sense |
| Am | G |
| And | one of those is | you and I |
| C |
| Some things just make sense |
| Am | G |
| And | even after | all this time |
| F |
| Baby not a | day goes by that |
| F | G |
| I should be over all the | butterflies | |
| C |
| But I’m into | you, I’m into you |
| F | G |
| And baby even on our | worst nights | |
| C |
| I’m into | you, I’m into you |
| F | G |
| Let ‘em wonder how we | got this far | |
| Am | C |
| Cause I don’t really need to | wonder at a | ll |
| F |
| Yeah after all this | time |
| G | B | C | G |
| Well I came a | long to | find a l | ittle peace of m | ind |
| G | B | C | G |
| Negle | ctin’ all m | y duties, steppin’ o | ff that straightened lin | e |
| G | B | Em | A7 |
| Now I just s | it by my fro | nt door filled with indo | lence and s | ound |
| G | D | G |
| It’s like I’m wa | tchin’ the weeds | grow on my brow | |
| G | B | C | G |
| And I had a pure | potenti | al in a | soiled white shi | rt |
| G | B | C | G |
| With lov | e enough to ki | ll me, but was uns | ure of its worth | |
| G | B | Em | A7 |
| And though the n | ight is | sweetened by some rising | of the | moon |
| G | D | G |
| I’ve lived enoug | h to know the ba | ttle’s never thr | ough |
| C | G | D | G |
| You pass | something do | wn, no ma | tter where or ho | w |
| C | G | D |
| Will there be we | eds or w | ildflowers affix | ed upon your bows |
| C | G | Em | A7 |
| And there’s a c | rooked burning c | igarette roll | in’ on your tong | ue |
| G | D | G |
| Will there be we | eds or wildflowe | rs when you’re d | one |
| G | B | C | G |
| Remember you tra | veled through the d | esert, you tr | aveled to the se | a |
| G | B | C | G |
| Lookin’ | out on some hori | zon, asking what | you mean to m | e |
| G | B | Em | A7 |
| And we a | ll hang aro | und with a fr | ee or toiled m | ind |
| G | D | G |
| While al | l of our | branches entwin | e |
| G | B | C | G |
| And as I | watch the b | rick er | ode from day to d | ay |
| G | B | C | G |
| The leav | es change their | colors and the l | oft fills with h | ay |
| G | B | Em | A7 |
| And as a b | lade of su | nshine cu | ts across my chest | |
| G | D | G |
| The bloo | d beneath b | oils with unr | est |
| C | G | D | G |
| You pass | something do | wn, no ma | tter where or ho | w |
| C | G | D |
| Will there be we | eds or w | ildflowers affix | ed upon your bows |
| C | G | Em | A7 |
| And there’s a c | rooked burning c | igarette roll | in’ on your tong | ue |
| G | D | G |
| Will there be we | eds or wildflowe | rs when you’re d | one |
| C | G | D | G |
| Blown ab | out by the wi | nd, and a wo | rthless little thin | g |
| C | G | D |
| But the | world can feel the ch | anges of a | butterfly’s wing |
| C | G | Em | A7 |
| And so that | crooked burning c | igarette ro | llin’ on your tongu | e |
| G | D | G |
| Will leave its w | eeds before your | flowers yet have s | prung |
| G | D | G |
| Will there be we | eds or wildflowe | rs when you’re d | one |
| C/E | C/E | G | D | G | C/E |
| → | → | | → | → | |
| G | D | G |
| I | know you think you love her, but dude it’s | such a | bummer |
| C/E |
| How you | chase that girl around |
| G | D | G |
| You’ve been f | ighting all her battles, if she’s | really worth the | hassle |
| C/E |
| You’d be | living in the castle by now |
| G | D | G |
| And it | makes me sick how you | break these b | ricks |
| C/E |
| For a | girl who barely knows you exist |
| G | D | G |
| Now you’re | tripping on mushrooms | just for f | un |
| C/E |
| Dude, I think you’ve got a problem |
| Cmaj7 | G | D |
| Mario, | get yourself tog | ether bro |
| Em | Cmaj7 | G | D |
| You’ve | got to know this | princess isn’t | worth these extra | lives |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Just let her | go go Mari | o, you’re a | next level | bro |
| A | C |
| And she’s a | jump too short when the clock is running | low |
| G | D | G | C/E |
| Hey Mari | o, ge | t yours | elf tog | ether |
| G | D | G | C/E |
| Hey Mari | o, or you’ll | chase this | girl for | ever |
| G | D | G |
| Warp zone, friend zone, | high score, n | o more |
| C/E |
| Stalking this chick in a Koopa Trooper town |
| G | D | G |
| Live life easy | like Lui | gi |
| C/E |
| Ain’t | never let a girl get him down |
| G | D | G |
| Let | Koopa keep her bro, grab a f | lower and g | o |
| C/E |
| We’ll jump a | flag pole and light up the night |
| G | D | G |
| Hit | rainbow road with | Toad, we | spinning them |
| C |
| Tires, and spitting hot fire |
| Cmaj7 | G | D |
| Mario, | get yourself tog | ether bro |
| Em | Cmaj7 | G | D |
| You’ve | got to know this | princess isn’t | worth these extra | lives |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Just let her | go go Mari | o, you’re a | next level | bro |
| A | C | D |
| But the | Peach been cheating and you know I ain’t talking code | → | |
| C | G | Em | D |
| You’re a | plumber, a | doctor, a r | ace car d | river |
| C | G | Em | D |
| An a | thlete, a s | paceman, a S | uper Smash surv | ivor |
| C | D | Em | A |
| You’ve got c | oins like mad, get a b | achelor pad down in c | ocoa beach where the h | oneys at |
| C |
| Yeah, g | et up, get up, get off the floor |
| D |
| She’s not the one worth dying for |
| Cmaj7 | G | D |
| Mario, | get yourself tog | ether bro |
| Em | Cmaj7 | G | D |
| You’ve | got to know this | princess isn’t | worth these extra | lives |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Just let her | go go Mari | o, you’re a | next level | bro |
| A | C | D |
| And she’s a | jump too short when the clock is running | low | |
| Cmaj7 | G | D |
| Hey Mari | o, | get yourself tog | ether bro |
| Em | C | G | D |
| You’ve | got to know this | princess isn’t | worth these extra | lives |
| C | G | D | Em |
| Just let her | go go Mari | o, you’re a | next level | bro |
| A | C | D |
| But the | Peach been cheating and you know I ain’t talking | code | |
| G | D | G | C/E |
| Hey Mari | o, ge | t yours | elf tog | ether |
| G | D | G | C/E |
| Hey Mari | o, or you’ll | chase this | girl for | ever |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| It might seem crazy what I’m ‘bout to say | | | | |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| Sunshine she’s here, you can take a break | | | | |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| I’m a, | hot air balloon, that could go to space | | | | |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| With the | air, like I don’t care, baby by the way, huh | | | | |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel, like a r | oom without a r | oof |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, hap | piness is the tr | uth |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you know what, hap | piness is to y | ou |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, t | hat’s what you want to | do |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| Here come bad news, talking this and that | | | | |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| Give me all you got, don’t hold it back | | | | |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| Well I should probably warn you, I’ll be just fine | | | | |
| E | E | A7 | B7 | A7 |
| No offense to you, don’t waste your time, here’s why | | | | |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel, like a r | oom without a r | oof |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, hap | piness is the tr | uth |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you know what, hap | piness is to y | ou |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, t | hat’s what you want to d | o |
| E |
| Bring me down, can’t nothing |
| E |
| Bring me down, and love is too |
| E |
| High, to bring me down, can’t nothing |
| E |
| Bring me down, I said, tell you now |
| E |
| Bring me down, and love is too |
| E |
| High, to bring me down, can’t nothing |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel, like a r | oom without a r | oof |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, hap | piness is the tr | uth |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you know what, hap | piness is to y | ou |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, t | hat’s what you want to | do |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel, like a r | oom without a r | oof |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, hap | piness is the tr | uth |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you know what, hap | piness is to y | ou |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, t | hat’s what you want to | do |
| E |
| Bring me down, can’t nothing |
| E |
| Bring me down, and love is too |
| E |
| High, to bring me down, can’t nothing |
| E |
| Bring me down, I said, tell you now |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel, like a r | oom without a r | oof |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, hap | piness is the tr | uth |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you know what, hap | piness is to y | ou |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, t | hat’s what you want to | do |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel, like a r | oom without a ro | of |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, hap | piness is the tr | uth |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you know what, hap | piness is to y | ou |
| C | Bm7 | Bm7 | E |
| Because I’m ha | ppy, clap along | if you feel like, t | hat’s what you want to | do |
| G | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| Hold on, | to me as we go | | |
| G | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| As we | roll down, | this unfamiliar road | | |
| Em | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| And although this | wave, | is stringing us along | | |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Dsus4 | Em |
| Just | know | you’re | not | alone | |
| C | G/B | D/A | G |
| Cause I’m gonna | make | this | place your | home |
| G | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| Settle down, | it will all be | clear | |
| G | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| Don’t pay no mind to the | demons they fill you with | fear | |
| Em | C |
| Trouble it might drag you | down |
| G | D |
| If you get | lost you can always be | found |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Dsus4 | Em |
| Just | know | you’re | not | alone | |
| C | G/B | D/A | G |
| Cause I’m gonna | make | this | place your | home |
| C | G | Em | D |
| C | G | D | D |
| C | G | Em | D |
| C | G | D | D |
| C | G | Em | D |
| C | G | D | D |
| | | | |
| G | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| Settle down, | it will all be | clear | |
| G | Csus2 | G | Csus2 |
| Don’t pay no mind to the | demons they fill you with | fear | |
| Em | C |
| The | trouble it might drag you | down |
| G | D |
| If you get | lost you can always be | found |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Dsus4 | Em |
| Just | know | you’re | not | alone | |
| C | G/B | D/A | G |
| Cause I’m gonna | make | this | place your | home |
| C | G | Em | D |
| C | G | D | D |
| C | G | Em | D |
| C | G | D | D |
| C | G | Em | D |
| C | G | D | D |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | D |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | B |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Get this party | started on a Saturday n | ight |
| Em/C# | C | B |
| Ev’rybody’s | waiting for me to arrive | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Sending out the | message to all of my fr | iends |
| Em/C# | C | B |
| We’ll be looking | flashy in my Mercedes Benz | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| I got lots of | style, check my gold diamond r | ings |
| Em/C# | C | D |
| I can go for | miles if you know what I mean | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | D |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | B |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Pumping up the | volume, breaking down to the be | at |
| Em/C# | C | B |
| Cruising through the W | est side, we’ll be checking the scene | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Boulevard is f | reaking as I’m coming up fa | st |
| Em/C# | C | B |
| I’ll be burning | rubber, you’ll be kissing my ass | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Pull up to the | bumper, get out of the c | ar |
| Em/C# | C | D |
| License plate says | stunner number one superstar | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | D |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | B |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | D |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | B |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Making my con | nection as I enter the r | oom |
| Em/C# | C | B |
| Everybody’s c | hilling as I set up the groove | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| Pumping up the | volume with this brand new | beat |
| Em/C# | C | B |
| Everybody’s d | ancing and they’re dancing for me | → | |
| Em | Em/D |
| I’m your oper | ator, you can call anyti | me |
| Em/C# | C | D |
| I’ll be your con | nection to the party line | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | D |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em | Em/D | Em/C# | C | B |
| I’m | coming up so you | better get this party started | → | |
| Em |
| What’s it | like in New York City? |
| C |
| I’m a | thousand miles away |
| Em |
| But girl to | night you look so pretty |
| F | G | Am |
| Times Square can’t | shine as bright as | you |
| Em |
| Don’t you | worry about the distance |
| C |
| I’m right | there if you get lonely |
| Em |
| Give this | song another listen |
| F | G | Am |
| Listen to my | voice it’s my dis | guise |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| Em |
| I know | times are getting hard |
| C |
| But just be | lieve me girl some day |
| Em |
| I’ll pay the | bills with this guitar |
| F | G | Am |
| We’ll have the | life we knew we | would |
| Em |
| I’ve got | so much left to say |
| C |
| If every | simple song I wrote to you |
| Em |
| Would | take your breath away |
| F | G | Am |
| Even more in | love with me you’d | fall |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| F |
| A | thousand miles seems pretty far |
| G |
| But | they’ve got planes and trains and cars |
| C | Am |
| I’d | walk to you if I had no other | way |
| F |
| Our | friends would all make fun of us |
| G |
| And | we’ll just laugh along because |
| C | Am |
| We | know that none of them have felt this | way |
| F |
| De | lilah I can promise you |
| G |
| That | by the time that we get through |
| Am |
| The | world will never ever be the same |
| C | Em |
| Hey there Delilah you be | good and don’t you miss me |
| C |
| Two more | years and you’ll be done with school |
| Em |
| And | I’ll be making history |
| F | G | Am | G |
| You’ll know it’s | all because of | you | |
| F | G | Am | G |
| We can do what | ever we want | to | |
| F | G | Am |
| Hey there De | lilah here’s to | you |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| C | Am |
| Oh it’s what you do to | me |
| E | C#m | E |
| This was a tr | iumph | | |
| C#m | E |
| I’m | making a note | here |
| F#m | B7 | E | C#m | E |
| It’s | hard to overstat | e my satis | faction | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| Aperture Sc | ience | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E | C#m |
| We | do what we must | because | we can | | |
| F#m | B7 | C |
| For the good of | all of us except the | ones who are dead |
| G | D | C | G |
| But there’s | no sense | crying over | every mis | take |
| G | D | C | G |
| You just | keep on | trying until you | run out of | cake |
| Am | D | G | D/F# | Em |
| And the | science gets | done and you | make a | neat | gun |
| C | B7 | E |
| For the | people who ar | e still al | ive |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| I’m | not even | angry | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E | C#m |
| I’m being so | sincer | e right | now | |
| F#m | B7 | E | C#m | E |
| Even though you | broke my heart and k | illed m | e | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| And | tore me to pi | eces | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E | C#m |
| And | threw every piece | int | o a fire | | |
| F#m | B7 | C |
| As they burned, it | hurt because I was so | happy for you |
| G | D | C | G |
| Now these | points of | data make a | beautiful | line |
| G | D | C | G |
| And we’re | out of | beta, we’re re | leasing on | time |
| C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
| So I’m | GLaD I got | burned, think of | all the | things we | learned |
| C | B7 | E |
| For the | people who ar | e still al | ive |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| Go ahead and leave | me | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E | C#m |
| I | think I prefer | to sta | y inside | | |
| F#m | B7 | E | C#m | E |
| Maybe you’ll find | someone else to help | you | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| Maybe Black M | esa | | |
| C#m | E | C#m | E | C#m |
| That was a j | oke, haha | , fat chance | | |
| F#m | B7 | C |
| Anyway, this | cake is great, it’s so de | licious and moist |
| G | D | C | G |
| Look at | me, still | talking when there’s | science to | do |
| G | D | C | G |
| And I lo | ok out | there, it makes me | GLaD I’m not y | ou |
| C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
| I’ve ex | periments to r | un, there is r | esearch | to be d | one |
| C | B7 | E |
| On the | people who a | re still a | live |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| And beli | eve me, I | am still al | ive |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| I’m doing | science and | I’m still al | ive |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| I feel FAN | TASTIC and | I’m still al | ive |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| While you’re | dying I’ll | be still al | ive |
| C#m | E | C#m | E |
| And when you’re | dead I will | be still ali | ve |
| G | G(b5) |
| Well here we are aga | in |
| C | D#6 |
| It’s always such a | pleasure |
| G | G(b5) | C | D |
| Remember when y | ou tried to k | ill me tw | ice? |
| G | G(b5) |
| Oh how we laughed and | laughed |
| C | D#6 |
| Except I wasn’t | laughing |
| G | G(b5) | C | B | E |
| Under the circu | mstances | I’ve been s | hockingly ni | ce |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | You want your | freedom | take it |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | That’s what I’m coun | ting on | |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | I used to | want you | dead but |
| Am | D | G |
| Now I only | want you | gone |
| G | G(b5) |
| She was a lot li | ke you |
| C | D#6 |
| Maybe not quite a | s heavy |
| G | G(b5) | C | D |
| Now little Caroly | n is i | n here to | o |
| G | G(b5) |
| One day they woke m | e up |
| C | D#6 |
| So I could live for | ever |
| G | G(b5) | C | B | E |
| It’s such a shame the | same will | never h | appen to y | ou |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | You’ve got your | short sad | life left |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | That’s what I’m | counting on | |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | I’ll let you ge | t right t | o it |
| Am | D | G |
| Now I only | want you | gone |
| G | G(b5) |
| Goodbye my onl | y friend |
| C | D#6 |
| Oh did you think I | meant you? |
| G | G(b5) | C | D |
| That would be funn | y if it | weren’t so s | ad |
| G | G(b5) |
| Well you have been r | eplaced |
| C | D#6 |
| I don’t need any | one now |
| G | G(b5) | C | B | E |
| When I delete yo | u maybe | I’ll stop | feeling so | bad |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | Go make some | new disa | ster |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | That’s what I’m | counting on | |
| E | F#m | G#m | A |
| | You’re someone | else’s p | roblem |
| Am | D | G | Em |
| Now I only | want you | gone | |
| C | D | G | Em |
| Now I only | want you | gone | |
| C | D | G |
| Now I only | want you | gone |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | G/B |
| Csus2 | Dsus4 | G | G |
| | | | |
| G | G/F# | Em7 |
| I’ll tell the worl | d, I’ll sing a song | |
| G/B | Csus2 |
| It’s a better place | since you came along | |
| Dsus4 | G |
| Since you came along | |
| G | G/F# | Em7 |
| Your touch is s | unlight through the trees | |
| G/B | Csus2 |
| Your kisses a | re the ocean breeze | |
| Dsus4 | G |
| Everything’s alright | when you’re with me | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| And ah ah a | h ah ah | you’re my f | avorite thing | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| Ah ah a | h ah ah | all the lo | ve that you bring | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| Well it | feels like I’ve | opened my | eyes again | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| And the | colors are | golden and | bright again | |
| C | G | B | Em |
| There’s a | song in my | heart, I feel | like I bel | ong |
| C | D | Em | Em | D |
| It’s a better plac | e since you came al | ong | → | → |
| C | D | G |
| It’s a better plac | e since you came al | ong |
| G | G/F# | Em7 |
| I see the | whole world in your | eyes |
| G/B | Csus2 |
| It’s like I’ve kn | own you all my lif | e |
| Dsus4 | G | D |
| We just feel so r | ight | → |
| G | G/F# | Em7 |
| So I pour my | heart into your h | ands |
| G/B | Csus2 |
| It’s like you rea | lly understan | d |
| Dsus4 | G |
| You love the way I a | m |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| And ah ah a | h ah ah | you’re my f | avorite thing | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| Ah ah a | h ah ah | all the ha | ppiness you bring | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| Well it | feels like I’ve | opened my | eyes again | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| And the | colors are | golden and | bright again | |
| C | G | B | Em |
| And the | sun paints the | skies and the | wind sings her | song |
| C | D | Em |
| It’s a better plac | e since you came al | ong |
| C | D | G | G | Am | Bm | C |
| It’s a better plac | e since you came al | ong | → | → | → | |
| C | D | Em |
| Ooh ooh | ooh ooh oo | h |
| C | D | Em |
| Ooh ooh | ooh ooh oo | h |
| Cadd2 | Cadd2 |
| Now I’m al | right, now I’m alri | ght |
| C | D | Em |
| Everything’s al | ri-i-i | -i-i | ght |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| Cause it f | eels like I’ve o | pened my e | yes again | |
| C | G | Dsus4 | D |
| And the | colors are | golden and | bright again | |
| C | G | B | Em |
| There’s a | song in my | heart, I feel | like I be | long |
| C | D | Em |
| It’s a better plac | e since you came al | ong |
| C | D | G |
| It’s a better plac | e since you came al | ong |
| G |
| Do I | ever cross your mind? |
| D |
| Darlin’, do you | ever see |
Some situation somewhere, somehow
| G |
| That triggers your | memory |
| G | G7 |
| And do you ever wonder | |
| C | Cm |
| What became of | all the time? | |
| G | D | G |
| Honey, | do I ever, | ever cross your | mind? |
| G |
| Do you | ever want to know |
| D |
| Do all dreams go on | endlessly? |
Or do they just run down somehow
| G |
| And gradually become a | custody |
| G | G7 |
| Of that | melancholy jailer | |
| C | Cm |
| For all the | time, | oh no |
| G | D | G | G7 |
| Do I | ever, darlin’, | ever cross your | mind | |
| C |
| Do I | ever cross your mind |
| Em | EmMaj7 |
| When you’re | lonely | |
| Em7 | A | D | D7 |
| Or does it | only | happen to | me | |
| G |
| Darlin’, do you | ever want to know |
| C | Cm |
| What became of | all the time? | |
| G |
| I wanna know, do I | ever |
| D | G |
| Ever cross your | mind? |
| G7 | C | Cm |
| What became of | all the time? | |
| G |
| Please tell me, do I | ever |
| D | G |
| Ever cross your | mind? |
| G | D | G |
| Do I | ever, | ever cross your | mind? |
| G | Em | C |
| You said you’re | different from | all the rest |
| G | Em | C |
| Well, you’re right, ‘cause I w | ish the others | all the best |
| G | Em | C |
| As for you, I | hate ya, so do a | ll my friends |
| G | Em | C |
| I n | eed more than a village to get | vindication | (wish I had) |
| G | Em | C |
| Wish I had an | audience for my | grievance | s |
| G | Em | C |
| To hear | all the stuff you | put me through | |
| G | Em | C |
| They’d make | your life hell, an onli | ne show and tel | l |
| G | Em | C |
| Of your | infidelity yeah, | that’d be cool | |
| G | Em | C |
| You hurt me so | bad, I wan | na get famous |
| G | Em | C |
| Just to get you b | ack and make e | veryone hate ya |
| G | Em | C |
| Look at the crowd, they’re singin’ o | ut, screamin’ that | you’re to blame |
| G | Em | C | G |
| You wanted attention, you got it no | w, they | know just what your n | ame is |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| G | Em | C |
| | | You make me wanna get |
| G | Em | C |
| A penthouse, rich f | riends in the c | ity |
| G | Em | C |
| Throwin’ i | nvite-only | parties for the gl | itzy |
| G | Em | C |
| Papar | azzi takin’ pictures for the p | apers, writin’ | you’re a pity |
| G | G |
| Headline how’d he | lose someone so pretty? |
| G | Em | C |
| You hurt me so | bad, I wan | na get famous |
| G | Em | C |
| Just to get you b | ack and make e | veryone hate ya |
| G | Em | C |
| Look at the crowd, they’re singin’ o | ut, screamin’ that | you’re to blame |
| G | Em | C | G |
| You wanted attention, you got it no | w, they | know just what your n | ame is |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| Am7 | G/B |
| Wish I had an a | udience for my g | rievances |
| C |
| To hear a | ll the stuff you put me through |
| Am7 | G/B |
| You never | liked my band, but our b | iggest fans |
| C |
| Are your s | ister and your new girlfriend, too |
| G | Em | C |
| You hurt me so | bad, I wan | na get famous |
| G | Em | C |
| Just to get you b | ack and make e | veryone hate ya |
| G | Em | C |
| Look at the crowd, they’re singin’ o | ut, screamin’ that | you’re to blame |
| G | Em | C | G |
| You wanted attention, you got it no | w, they | know just what your n | ame is |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| G | Em | C | G |
| Bab | y, | you make me wanna get | famous |
| G/F | Em7 |
| I’ve cried a river, cried a | sea |
| Am | G | D |
| Oh, I’ve | spent so many | nights just wide | awake |
| Am | G | D |
| Goin’ | over all the | things I wanna | say |
| C | G/B | A7 |
| So if | you’ve got a | moment to | spare |
| C | G/B | A | C/D |
| Well, there’s | somethin’ that | I wanna | share | |
| G | C |
| I’m | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py |
| G | C |
| I’m so | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py |
| G |
| I’m happy you’re | gone, do what you want |
| C |
| Baby, I’m the | only one that’s turnin’ me on |
| G | C | D |
| I’m so | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py | |
| G | C |
| Are you happy for | me? | |
| G | C |
| If you’re wonderin’ who keyеd your car last | night |
| G |
| And slashed the tires on your brand nеw | bike |
| G | C |
| I know it’s wrong but, it felt so | right, and I did it with a smile |
| G |
| It was | me, yeah, I did it, I don’t regret it |
| C |
| You | wanna call me crazy, go ahead |
| C | G/B | A7 |
| So you | ratted me | out to the | feds |
| C | G/B | A | C/D |
| Joke’s on | you, he’s a | sleep in my | bed | |
| G | C |
| I’m | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py |
| G | C |
| I’m so | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py |
| G |
| I’m happy you’re | gone, do what you want |
| C |
| Baby, I’m the | only one that’s turnin’ me on |
| G | C | D |
| I’m so | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py | |
| G | C |
| Are you happy for | me? I’m cool, | ooh |
| G | C |
| Happier without | you, ooh, | ooh |
| C | G/B | A7 |
| You said | we should stay | friends at the | end (I’ll think about it) |
| C | G/B | A |
| Well, I’d | rather break | both of my | legs |
| G | C |
| Happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py |
| G | C |
| I’m so | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py |
| G |
| I’m happy you’re | gone, do what you want |
| C |
| Baby, I’m the | only one that’s turnin’ me on |
| G | C | D |
| I’m so | happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy, hap | py | |
| G | C |
| Are you happy for | me? I’m cool, | ooh |
| G | C |
| Happier without | you, ooh, | ooh |
| Bm |
| I’m | still in last night’s make up |
| Em | Dm |
| I’m | waking up like, what’s this new tatt | oo? |
| Gm7 | C | C | A |
| → | Room is spinni | ng, | ears are ringing |
| G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cmaj7 | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cm | G |
| No clue, but I l | iked it |
| G |
| One, two, one, two, three |
| G |
| Broke a | heel, lost my keys, scraped my knee |
| C |
| When I fell from the | chandelier |
| D |
| Oh, what a | night, I don’t mind, it was time |
| G | G | D/F# |
| To unwind and I | volunteered | → | → |
| C/D |
| I’m like | usually keep it clean beauty sleep, sip my tea |
| G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cmaj7 | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| C | G | Bm7 |
| Went up on the | roof, jumped into the | pool |
| B/D# | Em |
| You should do it | too, too, too |
| Cmaj7 | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cm | G |
| No clue, but I l | iked it |
| G |
| Ripped my | dress, called my ex, I confess |
| C |
| I’m obsessed, not the b | est idea |
| D |
| Woo-ooh, I’m a | mess, it’s a trend, in my defense |
| G | G | D/F# |
| It’s been a | real hard year | → | → |
| Em | A |
| Freedom, I wanna | shave my head, oh |
| Em | A |
| Freedom, I’ll paint the | whole town red, oh |
| Em | A |
| Freedom, I wanna | kiss a stranger |
| C/D | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cmaj7 | Cdim7 | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Cmaj7 |
| What the | hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cmaj7 | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened | → | → | |
| C | G | Bm7 |
| Went up on the | roof, jumped into the | pool |
| B/D# | Em |
| You should do it | too, too, too, too |
| C | G | Bm7 |
| Oh I know that I’m a | wreck, what did you e | xpect? |
| B/D# | Em |
| You can blame my | eh-eh-ex |
| Cmaj7 | G | Bm7 | B/D# | Em |
| What the hell just | happened? | → | → | |
| Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 | G |
| No clue, but I l | iked i | t |
| Am |
| That you | know just what to say |
| Cmaj7 | B7 |
| But | words are only words | |
Can you show me something else?
| Am |
| That you’ll | always be this way |
| Cmaj7 | B7 |
| Sho | w me how you feel | |
| Em | Am |
| Well, I don’t wanna be | lonely no more |
| D | G | D/F# |
| I don’t wanna have to | pay for this | |
| Em | Am | D |
| I don’t want to know the | lover at my door | |
| B7 |
| It’s just another | heartache on my list |
| Em | Am |
| I don’t wanna be | angry no more |
| D | G | D/F# |
| You do know I could never | stand for this | |
| Em | Am | D |
| So when you tell me that you | love me, know for sure | |
| B7 |
| I don’t wanna be | lonely anymore |
| Em | Am | D | G | D/F# |
| Oh, | oh, | oh, | oh → | oh |
| Em | Am | D | B7 |
| Oh, | oh, | oh, | oh |
| Am |
| When my | heart’s still on the mend |
Like you do your girlfriends
| Em | Am |
| And you sing to me and it’s | harmony |
Girl, what you do to me is everything
| Cmaj7 |
| Make me say anything just to get you back again |
| B7 | Em |
| Why can’t we just | try |
| Em | Am |
| (Try) I don’t wanna be | lonely no more |
| D | G | D/F# |
| I don’t wanna have to | pay for this | |
| Em | Am | D |
| I don’t want to know the | lover at my door | |
| B7 |
| It’s just another | heartache on my list |
| Em | Am |
| I don’t wanna be | angry no more |
| D | G | D/F# |
| You do know I could never | stand for this | |
| Em | Am | D |
| So when you tell me that you | love me, know for sure | |
| B7 |
| I don’t wanna be | lonely anymore |
| Em | Am | D | G | D/F# |
| Oh, | oh, | oh, | oh → | oh |
| Em | Am | D | B7 |
| Oh, | oh, | oh, | oh |
| Am |
| What if I was | good to you? |
| Em |
| What if you were | good to me? |
| Am |
| What if I could | hold you till I feel you move |
| Am |
| And what if it was p | aradise? |
| Em |
| And what if we were s | ymphonies? |
| Am |
| What if I gave all my life |
| B7 |
| To fin | d some way to stand beside you |
| Em | Am |
| ‘Cause I don’t wanna be | lonely no more |
| D | G | D/F# |
| I don’t wanna have to | pay for this | |
| Em | Am | D |
| I don’t want to know the | lover at my door | |
| B7 |
| It’s just another | heartache on my list |
| Em | Am |
| I don’t wanna be | angry no more |
| D | G | D/F# |
| You do know I could never | stand for this | |
| Em | Am | D |
| So when you tell me that you | love me, know for sure | |
| B7 |
| I don’t wanna be | lonely anymore |
| Em | Am | D | G | D/F# |
| Oh, | oh, | oh, | oh → | oh |
| Em | Am | D | B7 |
| Oh, | oh, | oh, | oh |
| Am |
| Don’t you wanna go for a ride |
Just keep your hands inside
And make the most out of life
| D |
| Now don’t you take it for g | ranted |
| Am |
| Life is like a mean machine |
It made a mess outta me
And left me caught between
| D |
| Like-an-angry dream I was s | tranded |
I was stranded, yeah yeah yeah
| F |
| And I’m s | teady but I’m starting to shake |
| G |
| And I do | n’t know how much more I can take |
| Am |
| This is it now, everybody get down |
| G |
| This is how a heart breaks |
| Am |
| You take a hit now, you feel it break down |
| F |
| Make you stay wide awake |
| G |
| This is how a heart breaks |
| Am |
| Don’t you wanna go for a ride |
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
| D |
| Now won’t you do what I | told you |
| Am |
| I rem | ember when you used to be shy |
Yeah, once we were so fine
| D |
| You and I why you gotta make it so | hard on me |
Yeah, it’s hard on me
| F |
| And I’m | sorry but it’s not a mistake |
| G |
| And I’m | running but you’re getting away |
| Am |
| This is it now, everybody get down |
| G |
| This is how a heart breaks |
| Am |
| You take a hit now, you feel it break down |
| F |
| Make you stay wide awake |
| G |
| This is how a heart breaks |
| D | D |
| | This is how a heart breaks |
| Am | G | F | G | Am |
| You’re n | ot the b | est thing | that I knew | |
| Am | G | F | G | Am |
| Never was | never cared too | much for all this h | anging ar | ound |
| Am | G | F | G | Am |
| It’s j | ust the s | ame thing | all the t | ime |
| Am | G | F | G | Am |
| Never get | what I want, never | get you close | to the end of the | line |
| Am | G | F | G | D |
| You’re j | ust the | same thing | that I knew | |
| D |
| Right before the time when I was only for you |
| Am |
| This is it now, everybody get down |
| G |
| This is how a heart breaks |
| Am |
| You take a hit now, you feel it break down |
| F |
| Make you stay wide awake |
| G |
| This is how a heart breaks |
| F#m | C#7 | F#m | C#7 | F#m | C#7 |
| F#m | C#7 | Dmaj7 | Dmaj7 | C#7sus | C#7 |
| | | | | | |
| A | E |
| Since the | moment I spotted you |
| G | D |
| Like walkin’ round with little | wings on my shoes |
| A | E | D |
| My stomach’s | filled with the butterf | lies, ooh and it’s alright |
| A | E |
| Bouncin’ | round from cloud to cloud |
| G | D |
| I got the feelin’ like I’m | never gonna come down |
| A | E | D |
| If I said I didn’t | like it then you know I | lied |
| Bm |
| Everytime I try to talk to you |
| Bm |
| Turns out that | everything I say to you |
| D |
| Comes out | wrong and never comes out right |
| A | E |
| So I’ll say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| D |
| And | take on the world and be together forever |
| A | E | D |
| Heads we wil | l and tails we’ll | try again |
| A | E |
| So I say | why don’t you and | I hold each other |
| D |
| And | fly to the moon and straight on to heaven |
| A | E | D |
| Cause without | you they’re never gonna l | et me in |
| F#m | C#7 | F#m | C#7 | F#m | C#7 |
| F#m | C#7 | Dmaj7 | Dmaj7 | C#7sus | C#7 |
| | | | | | |
| A | E |
| When’s this | fever gonna break |
| G | D |
| I think I’ve handled more than | any man can take |
| A | E | D |
| I’m like a love-sick | puppy chasin’ you aro | und, ooh and it’s alright |
| A | E |
| Bouncin’ | round from cloud to cloud |
| G | D |
| I got the feelin’ like I’m | never gonna come down |
| A | E | D |
| If I said I didn’t | like it then you know I | lied |
| Bm |
| And | everytime I try to talk to you |
| Bm |
| Turns out that | everything I say to you |
| D |
| Comes out | wrong and never comes out right |
| A | E |
| So I’ll say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| D |
| And | take on the world and be together forever |
| A | E | D | D |
| Heads we wil | l and tails we’ll | try again | |
| A | E |
| So I say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| D |
| And | fly to the moon and straight on to heaven |
| A | E | D |
| Cause without | you they’re never gonna l | et me in |
| Bm |
| Slowly I begin to realize |
| D |
| This is never gonna end |
| Bm |
| Right about the | same time you walk by |
| D |
| And I say O | h here we go again, oh |
| Bm |
| Everytime I try to talk to you |
| Bm |
| Turns out that | everything I say to you |
| D |
| Comes out | wrong and never comes out right |
| A | E |
| So I’ll say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| D |
| And | take on the world and be together forever |
| A | E | D |
| Heads we wil | l and tails we’ll | try again |
| A | E |
| So I say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| D |
| And | fly to the moon and straight on to heaven |
| A | E | D |
| Cause without | you they’re never gonna l | et me in |
| C |
| You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug |
| Am |
| You can be the outcast |
| Am |
| Or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love |
| F | G | C |
| Or | you can start speaking up | |
| C |
| Nothing’s gonna hurt you the way that words do |
| C |
| And they settle ‘neath your skin |
| Am |
| Kept on the inside and no sunlight |
| Am |
| Sometimes a shadow wins |
| F | G |
| But I | wonder what would happen if you |
| Am | F |
| And let the words fall | out |
| G | C |
| Honestly | I wanna see you be | brave |
| C |
| With what you want to say |
| Am | F |
| And let the words fall | out |
| G | C |
| Honestly | I wanna see you be | brave |
| G |
| I wanna see you be brave |
| G |
| I wanna see you be brave |
| C |
| Everybody’s been there, everybody’s been stared down |
| Am | Am |
| Fallen for the fear and done some disap | pearing |
| Am |
| Bow down to the mighty |
| F | G |
| Don’t run, | stop holding your tongue |
| C |
| Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live |
| Am |
| Maybe one of these days you can let the light in |
| F | G |
| Show me | how big your brave is |
| Am | F |
| And let the words fall | out |
| G | C |
| Honestly | I wanna see you be | brave |
| C |
| With what you want to say |
| Am | F |
| And let the words fall | out |
| G | Am |
| Honestly | I wanna see you be | brave |
| Am | C |
| And since your | history of silence |
| C/E | F |
| Won’t do you | any good |
| C/E | F |
| Did you th | ink it would? |
| Am | C |
| Let your words be | anything but empty |
| G |
| Why don’t you tell them the truth? |
| Am | F |
| And let the words fall | out |
| G | C |
| Honestly | I wanna see you be | brave |
| C |
| With what you want to say |
| Am | F |
| And let the words fall | out |
| G | C |
| Honestly | I wanna see you be | braaaaaaaave |
| G |
| I wanna see you be brave |
| G |
| I wanna see you be brave |
| Em | Em | Em | Em/G |
| Em | Em | Em | Em/G |
| Em | Em | Em | Em/G |
| C | C | D | D |
| | | | |
| Em |
| It’s getting eerie quiet |
Won’t stay like this for long
Even the crows start flying
| C | D |
| They know, they | know what’s going on |
| Em |
| You could tell by the red sky |
There’s something brewing
You had your chance to run and hide
| C | D |
| I guess, I | guess you blew it |
| Am7 |
| The clouds are turning gray |
| C | G |
| Better pray for your saving grace | |
| D |
| It’s just a little too late |
| Em |
| I hope when the lightning strikes |
| A |
| It h | its your right between the eyes |
| C |
| And when the | rain pours down, better hold your breath |
| D |
| Cause | you don’t know what’s coming next |
| Em |
| When the t | hunder screams across the sky |
| A |
| Gonna h | ear my name in all your lies |
| C | B7 |
| Look out boy, you’d better be w | arned |
| Em |
| This is the calm before the sto | rm |
| Em |
| You h | ad my heart, you took it and ripped it apart |
| Em |
| Now that it’s s | o dark, you can’t even wish on a star |
| Em |
| I hope the g | od you’re praying too isn’t up to doin’ his part |
| C | D |
| Unle | ss a tornado blow t | hrough your trailer park |
| Em |
| Pardon me if I sound a little too harsh |
| Em |
| But your l | ove was my ocean, now you’re stuck in the marsh |
| Em |
| On his front porch, watching the sun fade |
| C | D |
| Int | o the pitch, black, of y | esterday |
| Am7 |
| The clouds are turning gray |
| C | G |
| Better pray for your saving grace | |
| D |
| It’s just a little too late |
| Em |
| I hope when the lightning strikes |
| A |
| It h | its your right between the eyes |
| C |
| And when the | rain pours down, better hold your breath |
| D |
| Cause | you don’t know what’s coming next |
| Em |
| When the t | hunder screams across the sky |
| A |
| Gonna h | ear my name in all your lies |
| C | B7 |
| Look out boy, you’d better be w | arned |
| Em |
| This is the calm before the sto | rm |
| Em | D | C |
| The sun’s gonna s | hine, the storm will subs | ide |
| B7 | Em |
| And I don’t c | are if you made it out ali | ve |
| Em | D | C |
| The heart that you h | urt will be a lesson you le | arn |
| B7 |
| You’ll finally g | et what you deserve |
| Em |
| I hope when the lightning strikes |
| A |
| It h | its your right between the eyes |
| C |
| And when the | rain pours down, better hold your breath |
| D |
| Cause | you don’t know what’s coming next |
| Em |
| When the t | hunder screams across the sky |
| A |
| Gonna h | ear my name in all your lies |
| C | B7 |
| Look out boy, you’d better be w | arned |
| Em |
| This is the calm before the sto | rm |
| G | D | C |
| My friend the c | ommun | ist |
| G | D | C |
| Holds meetings | in his | RV |
| G | D | C |
| I can’t aff | ord his g | as |
| G | D | C |
| So I’m stuck here w | atching | TV |
| G | D | C |
| I don’t have d | igit | al |
| G | D | C |
| I don’t have d | iddly sq | uat |
| G | D | C |
| It’s not having wh | at you w | ant |
| G | D | C |
| It’s wanting w | hat you’ve g | ot |
| G | D |
| I’m gonna soak up the s | un |
| Am |
| I’m gonna tell every | one |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| To l | ight | en | up, I’m gonna tell ‘em that |
| G | D | Am |
| I’ve got no one to bl | ame for every time I feel | lame |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| I’m l | ooki | ng | up |
| D | G | D | C |
| Gonna soak up the sun | | | |
| C | G | D | C |
| I’m gonna soak up the sun | | | |
| G | D | C |
| I’ve got a cr | ummy j | ob |
| G | D | C |
| It don’t pay n | ear en | ough |
| G | D | C |
| To buy the th | ings it t | akes |
| G | D | C |
| To win me s | ome of y | our love |
| G | G/F# |
| Every time I t | urn around |
| F | C/E |
| I’m l | ooking up, you’re l | ooking down |
| G | G/F# |
| Maybe something’s w | rong with you |
| A# | C |
| That | makes you act the | way you do |
| G | D |
| I’m gonna soak up the s | un |
| Am |
| I’m gonna tell every | one |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| To l | ight | en | up, I’m gonna tell ‘em that |
| G | D | Am |
| I’ve got no one to bl | ame for every time I feel | lame |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| I’m l | ooki | ng | up |
| D | G | D | C |
| Gonna soak up the s | un | | |
| C | G | D | C |
| While it’s still fr | ee | | |
| C | G | D | C |
| Gonna soak up the s | un | | |
| C | G | D | C |
| Before it goes out on me | | | |
| G | D | C |
| Don’t have no m | aster s | uite |
| G | D | C |
| But I’m still the k | ing of m | e |
| G | D | C |
| You have a f | ancy r | ide, but baby |
| G | D | C |
| I’m the one who h | as the k | ey |
| G | G/F# |
| Every time I t | urn around |
| F | C/E |
| I’m l | ooking up, you’re l | ooking down |
| G | G/F# |
| Maybe something’s w | rong with you |
| A# | C |
| That | makes you act the | way you do |
| A# | C |
| Maybe I am | crazy too |
| G | D |
| I’m gonna soak up the s | un |
| Am |
| I’m gonna tell every | one |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| To l | ight | en | up, I’m gonna tell ‘em that |
| G | D | Am |
| I’ve got no one to bl | ame for every time I feel | lame |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| I’m l | ooki | ng | up |
| G | D |
| I’m gonna soak up the s | un |
| Am |
| I’m gonna tell every | one |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| To l | ight | en | up, I’m gonna tell ‘em that |
| G | D | Am |
| I’ve got no one to bl | ame for every time I feel | lame |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| I’m l | ooki | ng | up |
| G | D | Am |
| I’m gonna soak up the s | un, got my 45 | on |
| Am/B | C | C/D | D |
| So | I | can rock | on |
| G | C |
| I heard you’re doing okay, but I want you to k | now |
| G |
| I’m addict, I’m addicted to y | ou |
| G |
| I can’t pretend I don’t care |
| Am | G/B | C |
| When you don’t t | hink ab | out | me |
Do you think, I deserve this?
| Am | G/B |
| I tr | ied to make you h | appy |
| G | C | G | D |
| I’m tr | ying to forget that I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| G | C | G | D |
| But I w | ant it and I need it I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| Am | D |
| Now it’s o | ver, can’t for | get what you said |
| Am | D |
| And I n | ever wanna | do this again |
| C | G |
| Heartbre | aker, heartbre | aker |
| G | C |
| Since the day I met you, and after all we’ve been thro | ugh |
| G |
| I’m still addict, I’m addicted to y | ou |
| G |
| I think you know that it’s true |
| Am | G/B | C |
| I’d run a th | ousand m | iles to g | et you |
Do you think I deserve this?
| Am | G/B |
| I | tried to make you h | appy |
| C | D |
| I did a | ll that I cou | ld |
| G | C | G | D |
| I’m tr | ying to forget that I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| G | C | G | D |
| But I w | ant it and I need it I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| Am | D |
| Now it’s o | ver, can’t for | get what you said |
| Am | D |
| And I n | ever wanna | do this again |
| C | G/B | Am | G |
| How | long will | I be w | aiting? |
| C | G/B | Am | D |
| Unt | il the e | nd of t | ime |
| C | G/B | Am | G |
| I don’t k | now why I | ’m still w | aiting |
| Am | G/B | C |
| I can’t | make you m | ine |
| C | C | D | D |
| C | C | D | D |
| Am | G/B | C | D |
| | | | |
| G | C | G | D |
| I’m tr | ying to forget that I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| G | C | G | D |
| But I w | ant it and I need it I’m add | icted t | o yo | u |
| G | C | G | D |
| I’m tr | ying to forget that I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| G | C | G | D |
| But I w | ant it and I need it I’m add | icted | to y | ou |
| C | D |
| Can’t for | get what you sa | id |
| Am | C | D |
| And I n | ever wanna d | o this ag | ain |
| C | G |
| Heartbre | aker, heartbre | aker |
| G | C | D |
| Heartbre | aker, I’m ad | dicted to y | ou |
| G | C | D |
| Heartbre | aker, I’m ad | dicted to y | ou |
| G | C | D |
| Heartbre | aker, I’m ad | dicted to y | ou |
| E | A | F#m | B |
| I don’t | want to write a | nother boring | love song | |
| E6 | C#7 | F#m7 | B |
| I | want to write the | kind of tunes where | people sing | along |
| E7 | A | C#m | Amaj7 |
| So | help me find a | way to move my | groove on | |
| F#m7 | B6 | E |
| Songsmith you can | be my number | one |
| E | F#m |
| You | sing into a | microphone while the |
| A | F#m |
| And | then when Songsmith | makes the music you’re |
| B | E |
| On your way to a | song |
| F#m | B |
| You can | choose the style you can | set the mood |
| E | A |
| And the | chords will match what you | sing |
| E | F#m |
| You can | change the music as | much as you like |
| B | E |
| ‘Cause it | really is your | thing |
| E | A | G#m | C# |
| Every day I | make these cups of | coffee at the | bar |
| F#m | E | A | B |
| But in | side I dream that | I could be a | star | |
| F#m | A | C#m | F#m |
| All I | needed was a | song, so | now it won’t be | long |
| B | G#m | A | E |
| Songsmith’s gonna | help me get that | part | |
| A | Bm7 |
| How did your meeting | go today? |
| E | E7 |
| Did the b | osses like your | ad? |
| Dmaj7 | A |
| Well | honey thanks to | Songsmith, it was the |
| F#m | Bm |
| And | also thanks to | Songsmith |
| E | A | Dmaj7 |
| Now we’re | singing all the | time | |
| A9 | D |
| And | what a happy | home we’ll have with |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I could, | hol | d my head up high |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I first s | aw you | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I could st | and on my ow | n two feet again |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been awhile | since I could c | all you | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And everyth | ing I can’t rem | ember | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| As messed up a | s it all may s | eem | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| The consequ | ences that I’ve re | ndered | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| I stretched mys | elf beyond my me | ans | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I couldn’t s | ay that I w | asn’t addicted |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And, it’s been a while | since I couldn’t s | ay I love mys | elf as well as |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I’ve gone and | messed things up just l | ike I always do |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | but all that s | hit seems to disap | pear when I’m with you |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And everyth | ing I can’t rem | ember | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| As messed up a | s it all may s | eem | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| The consequ | ences that I’ve re | ndere d | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| I’ve gone and f | ucked things up ag | ain, ye | ah |
| Em | D | A |
| Why must I feel this w | ay | |
| Em | D | A |
| Just make this go aw | ay | |
| Em | D | A |
| Just one more peaceful d | ay | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I could, | lo | ok at myself straight |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I said I’m s | orry | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I’ve seen the | way, the c | andles light your face |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | but I can st | ill remember j | ust the way you taste |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And everyth | ing I can’t rem | ember | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| As messed up a | s it all may s | eem to be | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| I know it’s m | e, I cannot bl | ame this on my f | ather | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| He did the b | est he could for m | e | |
| Em | G | D | A |
| And it’s been a while | since I could, | hol | d my head up high |
| Em | G | D |
| And it’s been a while | since I said I’m s | orry |
| A | F#m |
| Nice to, meet you, where you, been, I can show you incredible | things |
Magic, madness, heaven, sin, saw you there and I thought
| D |
| Oh my god, look at that face, you look like my next mistake |
| Esus4 | E |
| Love’s a game, want to pla | y? |
| A | F#m |
| New, money, suit and tie, I can read you like a maga | zine |
Ain’t it, funny, rumors, fly, and I know you heard about
| D |
| Me so hey, let’s be friends, I’m dyin’ to see how this one ends |
| E |
| Grab your passport and my hand |
| E |
| I can make the bad guys good for a weekend |
| A |
| So it’s gonna be forever or it’s gonna go down in flames |
| F#m |
| You can tell me when it’s over, mmm, if the high was worth the pain |
| Bm |
| Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane |
| D | A |
| ‘Cause you know I love the players, and you love the g | ame |
| A |
| ‘Cause we’re young and we’re reckless, we’ll take this way too far |
| F#m |
| It’ll leave you breathless, mmm, or with a nasty scar |
| Bm |
| Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane |
| D | A |
| But I got a blank space baby and I’ll write your n | ame |
| A | F#m |
| Cherry, lips, crystal, skies, I could show you incredible | things |
| D |
| Stolen, kisses, pretty, lies, you’re the king baby I’m your | queen |
Find out what you want, be that girl for a month
| Esus4 | E |
| Wait the worst is yet to co | me, oh no |
| A | F#m |
| Screaming, crying, perfect, storms, I can make all the tables | turn |
Rose, garden, filled with, thorns, keep you second guessing
| D |
| Like | oh my god who is she, I get drunk on jealousy |
| E |
| But | you’ll come back each time you leave |
| E |
| Cause | darlin’ I’m a nightmare, dressed like a daydream |
| A |
| So it’s gonna be forever or it’s gonna go down in flames |
| F#m |
| You can tell me when it’s over, mmm, if the high was worth the pain |
| Bm |
| Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane |
| D | A |
| ‘Cause you know I love the players, and you love the g | ame |
| A |
| ‘Cause we’re young and we’re reckless, we’ll take this way too far |
| F#m |
| It’ll leave you breathless, mmm, or with a nasty scar |
| Bm |
| Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane |
| D | A |
| But I got a blank space baby and I’ll write your n | ame |
| A |
| Boys only want love if it’s torture |
| A |
| Don’t say I didn’t, say I didn’t warn you |
| A |
| Boys only want love if it’s torture |
| A |
| Don’t say I didn’t, say I didn’t warn you |
| A |
| So it’s gonna be forever or it’s gonna go down in flames |
| F#m |
| You can tell me when it’s over, mmm, if the high was worth the pain |
| Bm |
| Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane |
| D | A |
| ‘Cause you know I love the players and you love the g | ame |
| A |
| ‘Cause we’re young and we’re reckless, we’ll take this way too far |
| F#m |
| It’ll leave you breathless, mmm, or with a nasty scar |
| Bm |
| Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane |
| D | A |
| But I got a blank space baby and I’ll write your n | ame |
| A |
| Once upon a time, a few mistakes ago |
| E |
| I was in your sights, you got me alone |
| F#m | D |
| You f | ound me, you found me, you | found me-e-e-e-e-e |
| A |
| I g | uess you didn’t care, and I guess liked that |
| E |
| And | when I fell hard, you took a step back |
| F#m | D |
| With | out me, without me, with | out me-e-e-e-e-e |
| A | E | F#m |
| And he’s long | gone, when he’s next to | me and I |
| D |
| Realize | the blame is on me |
| F#m | D | E |
| ‘Cause | I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in |
| A | E | F#m |
| So | shame on m | e now-o | w |
| F#m | D | E |
| Flew me to | places I’d never be | en |
| A | E |
| ‘Till you | put me | down, oh |
| F#m | D | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in |
| A | E | F#m |
| So | shame on | me now- | ow |
| D | E |
| Flew me to | places I never bee | n |
| A | E | F#m |
| Now I’m | lyin’ on the | cold hard g | round |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| Oh, | oh | oh, trouble, | trouble, | trouble |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| Oh, | oh | oh, trouble, | trouble, | trouble |
| A |
| No apologies, he’ll never see you cry |
| E |
| Pre | tends he doesn’t know, that he’s the reason why |
| F#m | D |
| You’re | drowning, you’re drowning, you’re | drowning-e-e-e-ing |
| A |
| And I | heard you moved on, from whispers on the street |
| E |
| A | new notch in your belt, is all I’ll ever be |
| F#m | D |
| And | now I see, now I see, | now I see-e-e-e-e |
| A | E | F#m |
| He was long | gone, when he met | me |
| D |
| And I realiz | e, the joke is on me, yeah |
| F#m | D | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in |
| A | E | F#m |
| So | shame on m | e now-o | w |
| F#m | D | E |
| Flew me to | places I never be | en |
| A | E |
| ‘Till you | put me | down, oh |
| F#m | D | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in |
| A | E | F#m |
| So | shame on | me now- | ow |
| D | E |
| Flew me to | places I’d never bee | n |
| A | E | F#m |
| Now I’m | lyin’ on the c | old hard g | round |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| Oh, | oh | oh, trouble, | trouble, | trouble |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| Oh, | oh | oh, trouble, | trouble, | trouble |
| D | F#m |
| And the | saddest fear, comes | creepin’ in |
| D |
| That you | never loved me, or her |
| E |
| Or | anyone, or anything, yeah yeah |
| F#m | D | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in |
| A | E | F#m |
| So | shame on m | e now-o | w |
| F#m | D | E |
| Flew me to | places I never be | en (never been) |
| A | E |
| ‘Till you | put me | down, oh |
| F#m | D | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in (you were right there) |
| A | E | F#m |
| So | shame on | me now- | ow |
| D | E |
| Flew me to | places I’d never bee | n (oooh) |
| A | E | F#m |
| Now I’m | lyin’ on the c | old hard g | round |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| Oh, | oh | oh, trouble, | trouble, | trouble |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| Oh, | oh | oh, trouble, | trouble, | trouble |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in (trouble, t | rouble, t | rouble) |
| F#m | D | E | A | E |
| I knew you were | trouble when you walked | in (trouble, t | rouble, t | rouble) |
| G |
| We were both young when I first saw you |
| C |
| I c | lose my eyes and the flashback starts |
| Em | C |
| I’m standing t | here on a balcony of s | ummer air |
| G |
| See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns |
| C | Em |
| See you make your way through the crowd and say hel | lo |
| C | D |
| That | you were Romeo, you were t | hrowing pebbles |
| Em | G |
| And my | daddy said stay away from J | uliet |
| C |
| And I was | crying on the staircase |
| D | Em | C | D |
| B | egging you please don’t g | o, | and I | said |
| G |
| Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone |
| D |
| I’ll be waiting, all that’s left to do is run |
| Em |
| You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess |
| C | D |
| It’s a love story b | aby just say yes |
| G |
| So | I sneak out to the garden to see you |
| C |
| We keep quiet cause we’re dead if they knew |
| D |
| Escape this town for a l | ittle while |
| C | D |
| Cause y | ou were Romeo, I was a sca | rlet letter |
| Em | G |
| And my d | addy said stay away from J | uliet |
| C |
| But you were | everything to me |
| D | Em | C | D |
| I was b | egging you please don’t g | o, | and I | said |
| G |
| Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone |
| D |
| I’ll be waiting, all that’s left to do is run |
| Em |
| You’ll be the prince and I’ll be the princess |
| C | D |
| It’s a love story b | aby just say yes |
| G |
| Romeo save me they’re tryin’ to tell me how to feel |
| D |
| This love is difficult, but it’s re-eal |
| Em |
| Don’t be afraid we’ll make it out of this mess |
| C | D |
| It’s a love story b | aby just say yes |
| Em | C |
| I got tired of w | aiting | |
| G | D |
| Wondering if yo | u were ever coming a | round |
| Em | C |
| My faith in you was | fading | |
| G | D |
| When I m | et you on the outskirts of t | own |
And I said
| G |
| Romeo save me I’ve been feeling so alone |
| D |
| I keep waiting for you but you never come |
| Em |
| Is | this in my head, I don’t know what to think |
| C | D |
| He | knelt to the ground and | pulled out a ring and said |
| A |
| Marry me Juliet you never have to be alone |
| E |
| I love you and that’s all I really know |
| F#m |
| I t | alked to your dad, go pick out a white dress |
| D | E |
| It’s a love story b | aby just say yes |
| A | E | F#m | C | A |
| | | Cause | we were both young when I first saw y | ou |
| Am | G | F |
| You, with y | our words like knives and | swords |
| F |
| And weapons that you | use against me |
| Am | G | F |
| You, have k | nocked me off my | feet again |
| F |
| Got me | feelin’ like a nothin’ |
| Am | G | F |
| You, with your v | oice like nails on a c | halk board |
| F |
| Callin’ me | out when I’m wounded |
| Am | G | F |
| You, p | ickin’ on the weaker man | |
| G | C | F | G |
| Well you can take me down | with just one | single | blow |
| F |
| But | you don’t know, what you don’t know |
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | livin’ in a big ol | ’ city |
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | big enough so you can’t | hit me |
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
| F | C |
| Why you gotta be so | mean? |
| Am | G |
| You, with your | switching sides and |
| F | F |
| Your | wildfire lies and your | humiliation |
| Am | G | F |
| You, have p | ointed out my fla | ws again |
| F |
| As if I | don’t already see them |
| Am | G |
| I walk with m | y head down |
| F |
| Tryin’ to | block you out |
| F |
| ‘Cause I | never impress you |
| Am | G | F |
| I just wa | nna feel ok | ay again |
| G |
| I bet you got pushed around |
| C | F | G |
| Somebody | made you c | old |
| G |
| But the cycle ends right now ‘cause |
| F |
| You can’t lead me down that road |
| F |
| And | you don’t know what you don’t know |
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | livin’ in a big ol’ | city |
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | big enough so you can’t | hit me |
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
| C |
| Why you gotta be so | mean? |
| G |
| And I can se | e you years from now in a bar |
| C | F | G |
| Talkin’ over a | football | game |
| G |
| With that same big loud opinion |
| C | F | G |
| But | nobody’s | listen | ing |
| G |
| Washed up and ranting about the |
| Am | G | F |
| Same old | bitter | things |
| G | Am | G | F |
| Drunk and rumblin’ all about how | I | can’t | sing |
| C | G | Am |
| But all you are is | mean | | |
| F | C | G | Am |
| All you are is | mean, and a | liar, and | pathetic |
| F | C | G | Am | F |
| And | alone in life and | mean, and | mean, and | mean, and | mean |
| C | G | Am | F |
| But | someday | I’ll be | livin’ in a big ol | ’ city |
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean, yeah |
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | big enough so you can’t | hit me |
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
| C |
| Why you gotta be so | mean? |
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | livin’ in a big ol | ’ city |
(Why you gotta be so mean?)
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
(Why you gotta be so mean?)
| C | G | Am | F |
| Someday | I’ll be | big enough so you can’t | hit me |
(Why you gotta be so mean?)
| C | G | F |
| And | all you’re | ever gonna be is | mean |
| C |
| Why you gotta be so | mean? |
| C |
| Got nothing in my | brain |
| G |
| That’s what people | say, mmm |
That’s what people say, mmm
| Am |
| I go on too many | dates |
| C |
| But I can’t make ‘em | stay |
| G |
| At least that’s what people | say, mmm |
That’s what people say, mmm
| C |
| Can’t stop won’t stop | moving |
| G |
| It’s like I got this | music in my mind |
| G |
| Saying | it’s gonna be alright |
| Am |
| ‘Cause the | players gonna play, play, play, play, play |
| C |
| And the | haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate baby |
| G |
| I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake |
Shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Heart | breakers gonna break, break, break, break, break |
| C |
| And the | fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake baby |
| G |
| I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake |
Shake it off, I shake it off
| C |
| I’m lightning on my | feet |
| G |
| And that’s what they don’t | see, mmm |
That’s what they don’t see, mmm
| Am |
| I’m dancing on my | own (dancing on my own) |
| C |
| I make the moves up as I | go (moves up as I go) |
| G |
| And that’s what they don’t | know, mmm |
That’s what they don’t know, mmm
| C |
| Can’t stop won’t stop | groovin’ |
| G |
| It’s like I got this | music in my mind |
Saying it’s gonna be alright
| Am |
| ‘Cause the | players gonna play, play, play, play, play |
| C |
| And the | haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate baby |
| G |
| I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake |
Shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Heart | breakers gonna break, break, break, break, break |
| C |
| And the | fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake baby |
| G |
| I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake |
Shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| C |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| G |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
I shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Hey, hey, hey, just think |
While you’ve been gettin’ down and out
| C |
| About the l | iars and dirty, dirty cheats of the world |
| G |
| You | could’ve been gettin’ down instead |
| Am |
| My ex-man brought his new girlfriend |
| C |
| She’s like “ | oh my god” I’m just gonna shake it |
| G |
| To the | fella over there with the hella good hair |
| G | G | G | G |
| Won’t you | come on over baby we could | shake | shake | shake |
| Am |
| ‘Cause the | players gonna play, play, play, play, play |
| C |
| And the | haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate baby |
| G |
| I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake |
Shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Heart | breakers gonna break, break, break, break, break |
| C |
| And the | fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake baby |
| G |
| I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake |
Shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| C |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| G |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
I shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| C |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| G |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
I shake it off, I shake it off
| Am |
| Shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| C |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
| G |
| I | shake it off, I shake it off, I I |
I shake it off, I shake it off
| A | F#m | D |
| I w | ake up every | evening | |
| A |
| With a big smile on my | face |
| F#m | D |
| And it | never feels out of p | lace |
| A | F#m | D |
| And | you’re still probably | working | |
| F#m | D |
| I wo | nder how bad that ta | stes |
| F#m | D |
| Hope it gives you h | ell, hope it gives you h | ell |
| F#m | D |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you he | ll |
| A | F#m | D |
| Now | where’s your picket | fence, love? | |
| A |
| And where’s that shiny | car? |
| F#m | D |
| And | did it ever get you fa | r? |
| A | F#m | D |
| You n | ever seemed so t | ense, love | |
| A |
| I’ve never seen you fall so h | ard |
| F#m | D |
| D | o you know where you | are? |
| E6 | F#m |
| And | truth be told, I | miss you |
| E6 | D | D7 |
| And | truth be told, I’m | lying | |
| F#m | D |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you hel | l |
| F#m | D |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you he | ll |
| A | F#m | D |
| If you find a | man that’s worth a | damn and treats you we | ll |
| F#m | E |
| Then he’s a | fool, you’re just as w | ell |
| A |
| I hope it gives you | hell |
| A | F#m | D |
| Tomor | row you’ll be | thinking to yourse | lf |
| A |
| Yeah, where’d it all go | wrong? |
| F#m | D |
| But the | list goes on and o | n |
| E6 | F#m |
| And | truth be told, I | miss you |
| E6 | D | D7 |
| And | truth be told, I’m | lying | |
| F#m | D |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you hel | l |
| F#m | D |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you he | ll |
| A | F#m | D |
| If you find a | man that’s worth a | damn and treats you we | ll |
| F#m | E |
| Then he’s a | fool, you’re just as w | ell |
| Dmaj7 |
| What y | ou’ve done to me |
| A |
| You can | take back your memories |
| C#m | C#m/B | A |
| They’re | no good to m | e | → |
| F#m |
| And h | ere’s all your lies |
| F#m7b5 |
| You can l | ook me in the eyes |
| Bm7 |
| With the | sad, sad look |
| A | D |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you h | ell |
| E | A |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you | hell |
| A | D |
| If you find a | man that’s worth a damn and treats you | well |
| F#m | E |
| Then he’s a | fool, you’re just as w | ell |
| D |
| Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you h | ell |
| E | A |
| Hope it gives you | hell, hope it gives you | hell |
| A | D |
| When you hear this | song and you sing along, well, you’ll never | tell |
| F#m | E |
| And you’re the | fool, I’m just as | well |
| A |
| I hope it gives you | hell |
| F#m | E | A |
| When you hear this | song I hope that i | t will give you h | ell |
| F#m | E | A |
| You can sing | along I hope that i | t puts you through | hell |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| So lately | been wondering | who will be | there to take my | place |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| When I’m gone | you’ll need love | to light the | shadows on your f | ace |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| If a gr | eat wave shall f | all, yeah f | all upon us | all |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F |
| Then betw | een the sand and st | one could you m | ake it on your own? |
| C | G | Am | F | C |
| If I could | then I would | I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| C | G | Am | F | C |
| Way up high | or down low | I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| And maybe | I’ll find out | a way to | make it back somed | ay |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| To watch you | to guide you | through the | darkest of your d | ays |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| If a | great wave shall | fall, yeah and | fall upon us a | ll |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F |
| Well, then I | hope there’s someone | out there who can | bring me back to you |
| C | G | Am | F | C |
| If I could | then I would | I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| C | G | Am | F | Am |
| Way up high | or down low | I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| Am | F | G |
| R | un away with my h | eart |
| Em | Am |
| Run away with my | hope |
| F | G |
| Run away with my | love |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| I know now | just quite how | my life and l | ove might still go o | n |
| C | Gadd11/B | Am7 | F | C |
| In your heart | in your mind | I’ll stay with y | ou for all of t | ime |
| C | G | Am7 | F | C |
| If I could | then I would | I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| C | G | Am7 | F | C |
| Way up high | or down low | I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| C | G | Am7 | F | C |
| If I could | turn back | time, I’ll go wher | ever you will g | o |
| C | G | Am7 | F | C | G | Am7 |
| If I could | make you m | ine, I’ll go wher | ever you will g | oooooo | oooooooo | |
| F | C | G | Am7 | F | Fmaj7 | Fadd9 |
| I’ll go wher | ever you will g | ooooo | oooo | | → | → | |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Go on, go o | n, | leave me | breath | less |
| E | B | F#m | C#m | B |
| | Yeah, yeah | | → | → |
| E | B |
| The daylight’s | fading slowly |
| F#m | C#m | B | E |
| But time with | you is s | tanding s | till |
| B |
| I’m waiting | for you only |
| F#m | C#m | B | A |
| The slightest | touch and I | feel w | eak |
| A | B | E | E | Esus4 | E |
| From | you I | cannot | hide | → | → | |
| A | B | C#m |
| And I’m | losing the | will to | try |
| A | B |
| Can’t | hide it, can’t | fight it |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| So | go on, go o | n, come on, | leave me | breath | less |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Tempt me, tease | me, until I c | an’t den | y | this |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Loving feeli | ng, make me lo | ng for yo | ur k | iss |
| A | D | E |
| Go on, go | on, ye | ah, come on |
| E | B |
| And if there’s | no tomorrow |
| F#m | C#m | B | E |
| And all we | have is h | ere and n | ow |
| B |
| I’m happy | just to have you now |
| F#m | C#m | B | A |
| You’re all the | love I | need some how | |
| A | B | E | E | Esus4 | E |
| Al th | ough I’m no | t a slee | p | → | → | |
| A | B | C#m |
| And I | never | want to | wake up |
| A | B |
| Don’t | lose it, don’t | leave it |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| So | go on, go o | n, come on, | leave me | breath | less |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Tempt me, tease | me, until I c | an’t den | y | this |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Loving feeli | ng, make me lo | ng for yo | ur k | iss |
| A | D | E |
| Go on, go | on, ye | ah, come on |
| A | B | E | Esus4 | E |
| From | you I canno | t hide | → | → | |
| A | B | C#m |
| And I’ve l | ost my w | ill to t | ry |
| A | B |
| Can’t | hide it, can’t | fight it |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| So | go on, go o | n, come on, | leave me | breath | less |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Tempt me, tease | me, until I c | an’t den | y | this |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| Loving feeli | ng, make me lo | ng for yo | ur k | iss |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| G | o on, go o | n, come on, | leave me | breath | less |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| G | o on, go o | n, come on, | leave me | breath | less |
| A | D | E | E/F# | E/G# |
| G | o on, go o | n, come on, | leave me | breath | less |
| Em | Em | Em | Em |
| Em | Em | D | D |
| Em | Em | C | C |
| Em | B7 | B7 | Em |
| | | | |
| Em |
| Dead love couldn’t go no further |
| Em |
| Proud of and disgusted by her |
| Em |
| Push shove, a little bruised and battered |
| D | B7 | Em |
| Oh lord, I ain’t | comin’ home with | you |
| Em |
| My life’s a bit more colder |
| Em |
| Dead wife is what I told her |
| Em |
| Brass knife sinks into my shoulder |
| D | B7 | Em |
| Oh babe, don’t know | what I’m gonna | do |
| Em |
| I see my | red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze |
| Em | D |
| The stage it | smells, tells, hells bells, mis-spells, knocks me on my | knees |
| Em | D |
| It didn’t | hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a | tree |
| Em | B7 | Em |
| After I | count down, three rounds, in | hell I’ll be in good compa | ny |
| Em |
| Dead love couldn’t go no further |
| Em |
| Proud of and disgusted by her |
| Em |
| Push shove, a little bruised and battered |
| D | B7 | Em |
| Oh lord, I ain’t | comin’ home with | you |
| Em |
| My life’s a bit more colder |
| Em |
| Dead wife is what I told her |
| Em |
| Brass knife sinks into my shoulder |
| D | B7 | Em |
| Oh babe, don’t know | what I’m gonna | do |
| Em |
| I see my | red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze |
| Em | D |
| The stage it | smells, tells, hells bells, mis-spells, knocks me on my | knees |
| Em | D |
| It didn’t | hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on a | tree |
| Em | B7 | Em |
| After I | count down, three rounds, in | hell I’ll be in good compa | ny |
| Em | Em | Em | Em | D | B7 | Em |
| | | | | In hell I’ll be | in good compa | ny |
| Em | Em | Em | Em | D | B7 | Em |
| | | | | In hell I’ll be | in good compa | ny |
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With a candle burning in her eye
But on my tombstone when I go
Just put death by rock and roll
| E5 |
| John forgot what he was on |
But he broke the needle, dead and gone
But on my tombstone when I go
Just put death by rock and roll
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | C5 | A5 |
| I wanna go w | ith | a s | hotgun blast | | |
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | B5 | C5 | A5 | G5 | F#5 |
| I wanna go w | ith | a w | oman on her back | | | | | |
| E5 |
| I wanna go with balls, I won’t pray |
| E5 |
| I wanna go with this bottle in my veins |
| B5 | B5 | A5 | G5 | F# |
| I wanna go o | ut | my w | ay | |
| E5 |
| Amy shot and killed a man |
With a gun too heavy in her hand
But on my tombstone when I go
Just put death by rock and roll
| E5 |
| Janey had steel in her bones |
But she burned away blood into stone
But on my tombstone when I go
Just put death by rock and roll
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | C5 | A5 |
| I wanna go w | ith | a s | hotgun blast | | |
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | B5 | C5 | A5 | G5 | F#5 |
| I wanna go w | ith | a w | oman on her back | | | | | |
| E5 |
| I wanna go with a sickness in my throat |
| E5 |
| I wanna go, killed by rock and roll, I wanna |
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | C5 | A5 |
| | | | I wanna go | | |
| E5 | G5 | A5 |
| E5 | G5 | A5 |
| E5 | G5 | A5 |
| E5 | G5 | A5 | Bb5 | B5 | D5 |
| | | | | | |
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | C5 | A5 |
| I wanna go w | ith | a s | hotgun blast | | |
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | C5 | A5 |
| I wanna go | in | a mo | torcycle crash | | |
| B5 | C5 | A5 | B5 | C5 | A5 |
| Out on my own, | I | don’t | need to be saved | | |
| B5 | A5 | G5 | E5 |
| O | ut... | | my... w | ay |
| E5 |
| O | n my tombstone when I go |
| A | E |
| J | ust put death by rock and r | oll |
| A7 | A7 |
| Jim | my’s in the back with a poc | ket of high |
| A7 | A7 |
| If you lis | ten close you can hea | r him cry |
| A7 | A7 |
| O | h, lord, hea | ven knows |
| A7 | A7 |
| W | e belong way dow | n below, sing it |
| A7 | A7 |
| O | h, lord, hea | ven knows |
| A7 | A7 |
| W | e belong way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Jud | y’s in the front seat pic | king up trash |
| A7 | A7 |
| Liv | ing on the dough, gotta mak | e that cash |
| A7 | A7 |
| Won | ’t be pretty, won | ’t be sweet |
| A7 | A7 |
| She | ’s just sittin’ here o | n her feet |
| A7 | A7 |
| Singin’ o | h, lord, hea | ven knows |
| A7 | A7 |
| W | e belong way dow | n below, go |
| A7 | A7 |
| O | h, lord, hea | ven knows |
| A7 | A7 |
| W | e belong way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Sing oh, | lord, tel | l us so |
| A7 | A7 |
| W | e belong way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| O | h, lord, tel | l us so |
| A7 | A7 |
| W | e belong way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| D7 |
| I’ve had better days, man |
| D7 |
| I’ve had better ways, man |
| A7 | A7 |
| One | , two, thr | ee and four |
| A7 | A7 |
| The dev | il’s knocking a | t your door |
| A7 | A7 |
| Cau | ght in the eye of a dea | d man’s lie |
| A7 | A7 |
| Sta | rt your life with your hea | d held high |
| A7 | A7 |
| Now you’re o | n your knees with your hea | d hung low |
| A7 | A7 |
| Big | man tells you whe | re to go |
| A7 | A7 |
| Tel | l ‘em it’s good, tel | l ‘em okay |
| A7 |
| Don’t do a goddamn thing they say |
| A7 | G |
| Oh, lord, | heaven knows |
| D | A7 |
| We belong way | down below |
| A7 | G | C | A7 |
| Oh, | lord, | tell us | so |
| D | C | A7 |
| We be | long way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| D7 |
| I’ve seen better ways, man |
| D7 |
| I’ve seen better days, man |
| A7 | A7 |
| Gina’s in the back with a p | ocket of high |
| A7 |
| If you l | isten close you can hear the crying |
| A7 | G |
| Oh, lord, | heaven knows |
| D | A7 |
| We belong way | down below |
| A7 | G | C | A7 |
| Oh, | lord, | tell us | so |
| D | C | A7 |
| We be | long way | down below, sing it |
| A7 | G |
| Oh, lord, | heaven knows |
| D | A7 |
| We belong way | down below |
| A7 | G | C | A7 |
| Oh, | lord, | tell us | so |
| D | C | A7 |
| We be | long way | down below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| A7 | A7 |
| Way dow | n below, way dow | n below |
| Dm7 |
| Oh, baby, I | feel so down |
| Em | G/D |
| When I f | eel left out | |
| Dm7 |
| Oh, baby, don’t c | are no more |
| Em | G/D |
| I’m walking o | ut that door | |
| C |
| Well, I’ve b | een in town |
For just about fifteen, oh minutes now
| Dm7 |
| Oh, baby, I | feel so down |
| Em | G/D |
| I keep w | alking for miles | |
| F | Gsus4 |
| See p | eople they don’t understa | nd |
| F | Gsus4 |
| No, g | irlfriends, they can’t understa | nd |
| F | Gsus4 |
| Your g | randsons, they won’t understa | nd |
| F | Gsus4 |
| On t | op of this, I ain’t ever gonna | understand |
| Dm7 |
| Oh, baby, don’t | feel so down |
| Em | G/D |
| When I f | eel left o | ut |
| Dm7 |
| Oh, baby, gonna b | e alright |
| Em | G/D |
| As I l | eft that night, | yeah |
| F | Gsus4 |
| Oh, | people they don’t underst | and |
| F | Gsus4 |
| No, | girlfriends, they don’t underst | and |
| F | Gsus4 |
| In s | paceships, they won’t underst | and |
| F | Gsus4 |
| And | me, I ain’t ever gonna underst | and |
| Dm7 |
| Oh, baby, I | feel so down |
| Em | G/D |
| When I f | eel left o | ut |
| Dm7 |
| Oh, little girl, I don’t c | are no more |
| Em | G/D |
| I’m walking | out that | door, yeah |
| A |
| Little g | host, little ghost |
| D | A |
| One I’m | scared of the | most |
| A | E |
| Can you s | care me up a little bit of | love? |
| A |
| I’m the | only one that sees you |
| D | A |
| And I | can’t do much to | please you |
| A | E | A |
| And it’s n | ot yet time to | meet the lord a | bove |
| A |
| The first m | oment that I met her |
| D | A |
| I did | not expect a | specter |
| A | E |
| When I s | hook her hand I really shook a | glove |
| A |
| She looked i | nto me so sweetly |
| D | A |
| And we | left the room discr | eetly |
| A | E | A |
| No one e | lse could know the | secret of our | love |
| A |
| Little g | host, little ghost |
| D | A |
| One I’m | scared of the | most |
| A | E |
| Can you s | care me up a little bit of | love? |
| A |
| I’m the | only one that sees you |
| D | A |
| And I | can’t do much to | please you |
| A | E | A |
| And it’s n | ot yet time to | meet the lord a | bove |
| D | A |
| And I | see my little | ghost |
| A | E |
| Wond’rin’ i | f it’s really her that’s lying | there |
| A |
| I lean to | touch her and I whisper |
| D | A |
| But not | brave enough to | kiss her |
| A | E | A |
| When I h | eld her I was | really holding | air |
| A | A7 |
| Lit | tle ghost, little gh | ost |
| D | A |
| One I’m | scared of the | most |
| A | E |
| Can you s | care me up a little bit of | love? |
| A |
| I’m the | only one that sees you |
| D | A |
| And I | can’t do much to | please you |
| A | E | A |
| And it’s n | ot yet time to | meet the lord a | bove |
| A |
| Though I t | ry my best to keep it |
| D | A |
| There | really was no | secret |
| A | E |
| Must have l | ooked like I was dancing with the wa | ll |
| A | A7 | D | A |
| No one e | lse could s | ee this a | ppari | tion |
| D | A |
| But be | cause of my cond | ition |
| A | E | A |
| I fell in l | ove with a little g | host and that was al | l |
| A |
| Little g | host, little ghost |
| D | A |
| One I’m | scared of the | most |
| A | E |
| Can you s | care me up a little bit of | love? |
| A |
| I’m the | only one that sees you |
| D | A |
| And I | can’t do much to | please you |
| A | E | A |
| And it’s n | ot yet time to | meet the lord a | bove |
| A | E | D | A | E | A |
| No, it’s n | ot yet time to | meet the lord abo | ve | → | → | |
| Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| I’m gonna | fight ‘em off | | | |
| Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| A seven nation | army couldn’t | hold me | back | |
| Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| They’re gonna | rip it off | | | |
| Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| Taking their | time right be | hind my back | | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| And I’m | talking to my | self at | night |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| Because I | can’t for | get | | | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| Back and forth | through my | mind |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| Behind a | ciga | rette | | | |
| G | A |
| And a | message coming from my | eyes says leave it alone |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| Don’t wanna | hear about it | | |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| Every single on | e’s got a stor | y to tel | l | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| Everyone k | nows about it | | |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| From the queen | of England to | the hounds of | hell | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| And if I c | atch it coming | back my w | ay |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| I’m gonna s | erve it to y | ou | | | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| And t | hat ain’t what you | want to h | ear |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| But that’s w | hat I’ll d | o | | | |
| G | A |
| And a | feeling coming from my | bones says find a home |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| I’m goin’ to | Wichita | | |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| Far from this o | pera, forever | more | | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| I’m gonna | work the straw | | |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| M | ake the sweat | drip out of ev | ery pore | | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| And I’m bl | eeding and I’m bl | eeding and I’m b | leeding |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| Right b | efore the l | ord | | | |
| Em | Em/G | C |
| All the | words are gonna | bleed from me | |
| B7 | Em | Em/G | C | B7 |
| And I will | think no m | ore | | | |
| G | A |
| And the | stains coming from my | blood tell me go back home |
| D |
| Fall is here, hear the yell |
| D |
| Back to school, ring the bell |
| G |
| Brand new shoes, walking blues |
| D |
| Climb the fence, books and pens |
| A | G | D |
| I can tell that | we are gonna be | friends |
| A | G | D |
| I can tell that | we are gonna be | friends |
| D |
| Through the park and by the tree |
| G |
| We will rest upon the ground |
| D |
| And | look at all the bugs we’ve found |
| A | G | D |
| Safely walk to | school without a s | ound |
| A | G | D |
| Safely walk to | school without a s | ound |
| D |
| Here we are, no one else |
| D |
| We | walked to school all by ourselves |
| G |
| There’s dirt on our uniforms |
| D |
| From | chasing all the ants and worms |
| A | G | D |
| We clean up and | now it’s time to l | earn |
| A | G | D |
| We clean up and | now it’s time to l | earn |
| D |
| Numbers, letters, learn to spell |
| D |
| Nouns and books, and show and tell |
| G |
| At | playtime we will throw the ball |
| D |
| Back to class, through the hall |
| A | G | D |
| Teacher marks our | height against the w | all |
| A | G | D |
| The | teacher marks our | height against the w | all |
| G | D |
| And we don’t notice any t | ime pass |
| G | D |
| We don’t notice anyt | hing |
| E |
| W | e sit side by side in every class |
| G |
| Teacher thinks that I sound funny |
| A |
| But she likes the way you sing |
| D |
| To | night I’ll dream while I’m in bed |
| D |
| When | silly thoughts go through my head |
| G |
| Ab | out the bugs and alphabet |
| D |
| And | when I wake tomorrow I’ll bet |
| A | G | D |
| That | you and I will | walk together a | gain |
| A | G | D |
| I can tell that | we are gonna be | friends |
| A | G | D6 |
| Yes | I can tell that | we are gonna be | friends |
| Cmaj7 | Am7 | D7sus4/G |
| Yes no, | maybe | |
| D/F# | Em7 | G/B |
| I don’t kno | w | |
| G/C | G/C | D |
| Can you rep | eat the que | sti | on? |
| G |
| You’re not the boss of me now |
| Am |
| You’re not the boss of me now |
| C |
| You’re not the boss of me now |
| G |
| You’re not the boss of me now |
| Am |
| You’re not the boss of me now |
| C |
| You’re not the boss of me now |
| Em |
| A hundred | days have made me older |
| D | Em | C | D |
| Since the | last time that I saw your pretty face | | → | |
| Em |
| A thousand | lies have made me colder |
| D | Em | C | D |
| And I | don’t think I can look at this the same | | → | |
| Em | D |
| But all the miles that separ | ate |
| Em | C | D |
| They disappear now, when I’m | dreaming of your | face |
| G |
| I’m here without you, baby |
| D | Em |
| But you’re still on my lonely m | ind |
| C | D | G |
| I think about you, baby, | and I dream ab | out you all the time | |
| G |
| I’m here without you, baby |
| D | Em |
| But you’re still with me in my | dreams |
| C | D | Em |
| And toni | ght, there’s only | you and | me |
| Em |
| The | miles just keep rollin’ |
| D | Em | C | D |
| As the | people leave their way to say hello | | | |
| Em |
| I’ve heard this | life is overrated |
| D | Em | C | D |
| But I | hope that it gets better as we | go, oh | yeah, | yeah |
| G |
| I’m here without you, baby |
| D | Em |
| But you’re still on my lonely m | ind |
| C | D | G |
| I think about you, baby, | and I dream ab | out you all the time | |
| G |
| I’m here without you, baby |
| D | Em |
| But you’re still with me in my | dreams |
| C | D | Em |
| And toni | ght girl, there’s only | you and | me |
| Em | G |
| Everything I know, | and anywhere I go |
| D | C |
| It gets hard but it won’t | take away my love |
| Em | G |
| And when the last one falls, | and when it’s all said and done |
| D | C | C |
| It gets hard, but it won’t t | ake, away, my l | ove, whoa |
| G |
| I’m here without you, baby |
| D | Em |
| But you’re still on my lonely m | ind |
| C | D | G |
| I think about you, baby, | and I dream ab | out you all the time | |
| G |
| I’m here without you, baby |
| D | Em |
| But you’re still with me in my | dreams |
| C | D | G |
| And toni | ght girl, there’s only | you and | me |
| G | D | Em | C | D |
| | Yeah, oh | yeah oh oh | → | |
| Bm | G | A |
| I took a walk around the wo | rld to ease my tr | oubled mind |
| Bm | G | A |
| I left my body laying somew | here in the san | ds of time |
| Bm | G | A |
| I watched the world float to the | dark side of the | moon |
| Bm | G | A |
| I feel there is nothing I can d | o | |
| Bm | G | A |
| I watched the world float to the d | ark side of the | moon |
| Bm | G | A |
| After all I knew it had to b | e something to | do with you |
| Bm | G | A |
| I really don’t mind what hap | pens now and | then |
| Bm | G | A |
| As long as you’ll be my fr | iend at the | end |
| Bm | G | A |
| If I go crazy then will y | ou still call me | Superman |
| Bm | E | F# |
| If I’m alive and well, will | you be there ho | lding my hand |
| Bm | G | A | Bm |
| I’ll keep you by my side with | my super | human m | ight |
| Bm | G |
| You called me strong, you called me | weak |
| A |
| But your s | ecrets I will keep |
| Bm | G | A |
| You took for granted all the t | imes I never | let you down |
| Bm | G |
| You stumbled in and bumped your | head |
| A |
| If not for m | e then you would be dead |
| Bm | G | A |
| I picked you up and put you b | ack on solid g | round |
| Bm | G | A |
| If I go crazy then will y | ou still call me | Superman |
| Bm | E | F# |
| If I’m alive and well, will | you be there ho | lding my hand |
| Bm | G | A | Bm |
| I’ll keep you by my side with | my super | human m | ight |
| Bm | G | A |
| If I go crazy then will y | ou still call me | Superman |
| Bm | G | A |
| If I’m alive and well, will | you be there ho | lding my hand |
| Bm | G | A | Bm |
| I’ll keep you by my side with | my super | human m | ight |
| Bm | G | A |
| If I go crazy then will y | ou still call me | Superman |
| Bm | E | F# |
| If I’m alive and well, will | you be there ho | lding my hand |
| Bm | G | A | Bm |
| I’ll keep you by my side with | my super | human m | ight |
| G | D/F# | Fadd9 | C/E |
| Margie said R | oy you ain’t l | istening to | me |
| G | D/F# | F | C/E | F |
| And I’ve got a w | hole lot more to s | ay | → | |
| G | D/F# | Fadd9 | C/E |
| Roy just c | rossed the floor and p | icked up his car k | eys |
| Eb | Dsus4 | D | G |
| And she ain’t seen or h | eard from | him to t | his day |
| G6 | C/D | G/B | Am7 | C | Dsus4 | G |
| And t | hat’s w | hy G | od m | ade M | exico | | |
| G6 | C/D | G/B | Am7 | C | Dsus4 | Bm7/E |
| A p | lace w | here w | e c | an l | ay low | | |
| G | G/B | C | Cm |
| And the C | uervo go | es down n | ice and slow | |
| G | Bb |
| And the w | arm wind blows | |
| Am7 | Dsus4 | G |
| That’s why G | od made M | exico |
| G | D/F# | Fadd9 | C/E |
| And Betty fixed J | oe dinner every ni | ght at half past s | ix |
| G | D/F# | Fadd9 | C/E | F |
| Cause that’s when he’d r | oll through that d | oor | → | |
| G | D/F# | Fadd9 | C/E |
| For sixteen y | ears and not a th | ank you from his l | ips |
| Eb | Dsus4 | G |
| She don’t f | ix him dinner no m | ore |
| G6 | C/D | G/B | Am7 | C | C/D | G |
| And t | hat’s w | hy G | od m | ade M | exico | | |
| G6 | C/D | G/B | Am7 | C | Dsus4 | Bm7/E |
| A p | lace w | here w | e c | an l | ay low | | |
| G | G/B | C | Cm |
| Where the C | uervo go | es down n | ice and slow | |
| G | Bb |
| And the w | arm winds blow | |
| Am7 | Dsus4 | G | C/G | G |
| That’s why G | od made M | exico | → | |
| Em | A |
| Cause life is sweet in a b | order town |
| D | B7 |
| You learn to let your h | air down |
| C | G/B | Am7 | Dsus4 | G | B7 |
| And you d | on’t make t | rouble, | you learn to d | ance the fand | ango | |
| Em | A |
| You change your name, and you ch | ange your face |
| D | B7 | B7/D# |
| Get used to beans, and c | hili paste | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | Dsus4 | G |
| And you l | earn to l | ive and l | ove life | in the s | low lane |
| G6 | C/D | G/B | Am7 | C | C/D | G |
| And t | hat’s w | hy G | od m | ade M | exico | | |
| G6 | C/D | G/B | Am7 | C | Dsus4 | Bm7/E |
| A p | lace w | here w | e c | an l | ay low | | |
| G | G/B | C |
| Maybe M | ontere | y or | Acupulco |
| Cm | G/B | Bb |
| Anywhere the | warm winds blow, | don’t you know |
| Am7 | Dsus4 | B7 | E |
| That’s why G | od made M | exico, | whoa |
| Am7 | Dsus4 |
| | That’s why God, made, Mexico |
| Em | Am | D | Gmaj7 |
| Cmaj7 | Am | Bsus4 | B |
| | | | |
| Em | Am |
| My heart is | paralyzed |
| D | Gmaj7 |
| My head was | oversized |
| Cmaj7 | Am | Bsus4 | B |
| I’ | ll take the | high road like I sho | uld | |
| Em | Am |
| You said it’s | meant to be |
| D | G |
| That it’s not | you, it’s me |
| Cmaj7 | Am | Bsus4 | B |
| You’re leaving n | ow for my own | good | |
| B |
| That’s | cool but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say |
| C |
| She went | down in an airplane |
| D | Em | D |
| Fell in a cement | mixer full of | quicksand |
| C | G | F#m | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m no good at goodb | yes | |
| C |
| She met a s | hark underwater |
| G |
| Fell and no one caught her |
| D | Em | D |
| I returned everyt | hing I ever | bought her |
| C | G | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m all out of | lies |
| Em |
| And ways to say you | died |
| Em | Am | D | Gmaj7 |
| Cmaj7 | Am | Bsus4 | B |
| | | | |
| Em | Am |
| My pride still | feels the sting |
| D | Gmaj7 |
| You were my | everything |
| C | Am | Bsus4 | B |
| Someday I’ll | find a love like y | ours | |
| Em | C |
| She’ll think I’m | Superman |
| D | Gmaj7 |
| Not super | minivan |
| C | Am | Bsus4 | B |
| How could you | leave on Yom Ki | ppur | |
| B |
| That’s | cool but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say |
| C |
| She was c | aught in a mudslide |
| D | Em | D |
| Got run over by a | crappy purple S | cion |
| C | G | F#m | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m no good at goodb | yes | |
| C |
| She dried u | p in the desert |
| D | Em | D |
| Danced to death at an | East side | nightclub |
| C | G | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m all out of | lies |
| Em |
| And ways to say you | died |
| Em | Am | D | Gmaj7 |
| Cmaj7 | Am | Bm | C |
| | | | |
| D |
| I w | anna live a thousand lives with you |
| C |
| I w | anna be the one you’re dying to |
| D | C |
| Love, but you don’t w | ant to |
| B |
| That’s | cool but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say |
| B |
| That’s | cool but if my friends ask where you are I’m gonna say |
| C |
| She went d | own in an airplane |
| D | Em | D |
| Fell in a cement | mixer full of | quicksand |
| C | G | F#m | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m no good at | goodbyes | |
| C |
| She met a s | hark underwater |
| G |
| Fell and no one caught her |
| D | Em | D |
| I returned everyth | ing I ever | bought her |
| C | G | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m all out of | lies |
| C |
| She was c | aught in a mudslide |
| D | Em | D |
| Got run over by a | crappy purple | Scion |
| C | G | F#m | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m no good at goodb | yes | |
| C |
| She dried u | p in the desert |
| D | Em | D |
| Danced to death at an | East side | nightclub |
| C | G | B |
| Help me, help me | I’m all out of | lies |
| Em |
| And ways to say you | died |
| A | A | Asus4 | E | E | E6 | D | Dsus2 | Dsus2 | D |
| | → | | | → | | | | → | |
| A |
| Now t | hat she’s back in the atmosphere |
| E | D |
| With | drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey | hey |
| A |
| She | acts like summer and walks like rain |
| E | D |
| Rem | inds me that there’s a time to change, hey | hey |
| A |
| Since the return of her stay on the moon |
| E | D |
| She | listens like spring and she talks like June, hey | hey, hey hey |
| E | F#m | B |
| But | tell me, did you sail across t | he | sun? |
| C#m7 | D |
| Did you make it to the Milk | y W | ay |
| D6 |
| To s | ee the lights all faded |
| Aadd9 | A |
| And that heaven is overra | ted? |
| E | F#m | B |
| Tell me, did you fall for a shooti | ng | star? |
| Bm |
| One without a permanent | scar |
| D |
| And then you missed me, while you were l | ooking for yourself out there? |
| A | A | Asus4 | E | E | E6 | D | Dsus2 | Dsus2 | D |
| | → | | | → | | | | → | |
| A |
| Now t | hat she’s back from that soul vacation |
| E | D |
| Tracing her way through the constellation, hey | hey |
| A |
| She | checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo |
| E | D |
| Remi | nds me that there’s room to grow, hey | hey |
| A |
| Now t | hat she’s back in the atmosphere |
| E |
| I’m af | raid that she might think of me as |
| D |
| Plain old Jane told a story ‘bout a man |
Who was too afraid to fly so he never did land
| E | F#m | B |
| But | tell me, did the wind sweep you off y | our | feet? |
| C#m7 |
| Did you finally get the chance t | o |
| D6 |
| Dance along the light of day |
| Aadd9 |
| And head back to the Milky Way? |
| E | F#m | B |
| And | tell me, did Venus blow yo | ur | mind? |
| Bm |
| Was it everything you wanted to find | ? |
| D |
| And then you missed me, while you were | looking for yourself out there |
| A | A | Asus4 | E | E | E6 | D | Dsus2 | Dsus2 | D |
| | → | | | → | | | | → | |
| Aadd9 |
| Can you imagine no | love, pride, deep-fried chicken |
| E | D |
| Your | best friend al-ways sticking | up for you |
Even when I know you’re wrong
| Aadd9 |
| Can you imagine no | first dance, freeze-dried romance |
| E |
| Five-hour phone conversation |
| G | D | D | D# |
| The | best soy latte that you ever had, and | me | → | |
| E | F#m | B |
| But | tell me, did the wind sweep you off yo | ur | feet? |
| C#m7 |
| Did you finally get the chance t | o |
| D6 |
| Dance along the light of day |
| Aadd9 |
| And head back toward the Milky Way? |
| E | F#m7 | B |
| And | tell me, did you sail across t | he | sun? |
| C#m7 | D6 |
| Did you make it to the Mil | ky | Way |
To see the lights all faded
| Aadd9 |
| And | that heaven is overrated? |
| E | F#m | B |
| And | tell me, did you fall for a shoot | ing | star? |
| Bm |
| One without a permanent | scar |
| C#m7 | D |
| And then you missed me while you w | ere | looking for yourself |
And did you finally get the chance along the light of day?
And did you fall for a shooting star?
Fall for a shooting star?
| G | D |
| And are you | lonely looking for yourself out t | here? |
| A | D |
| She | asked me, son, when I | grow old |
| F#m | E |
| Will | you buy me a | house of gold? |
| A | D |
| And | when your father | turns to stone |
| A | E | A |
| Will | you take | care of | me? |
| A | D |
| She | asked me, son, when I | grow old |
| F#m | E |
| Will | you buy me a | house of gold? |
| A | D |
| And | when your father | turns to stone |
| A | E | A |
| Will | you take | care of | me? |
| Bm | Gm | D |
| Queen of | everything you | see |
| A |
| I’ll put you on the | map |
| D | A |
| I’ll cure you of | disease | |
| A | D |
| Let’s | say we up and | left this town |
| F#m | E |
| And t | urned our future | upside-down |
| A | D |
| We’ll | make pretend that | you and me |
| A | E | A |
| Lived | ever a | fter, | happily |
| A | D |
| She | asked me, son, when I | grow old |
| F#m | E |
| Will | you buy me a | house of gold? |
| A | D |
| And | when your father | turns to stone |
| A | E | A |
| Will | you take | care of | me? |
| Bm | Gm | D |
| Queen of | everything you | see |
| A |
| I’ll put you on the | map |
| D | A |
| I’ll cure you of | disease, | ohhhh |
| A | D |
| And | since we know that | dreams are dead |
| F#m | E |
| And | life turns plans up | on their head |
| A | D |
| I will plan to | be a bum |
| A | E | A |
| So | I just | might be | come someone |
| A | D |
| She | asked me, son, when I | grow old |
| F#m | E |
| Will | you buy me a | house of gold? |
| A | D |
| And | when your father | turns to stone |
| A | E | A |
| Will | you take | care of | me? |
| Bm | Gm | D |
| Queen of | everything you | see |
| A |
| I’ll put you on the | map |
| D |
| I’ll cure you of | disease |
| G |
| You do | n’t know how you met me |
| G | C | D | G |
| You c | an’t turn around and s | ay g | oodb | ye |
| G | C |
| All you k | now is when I’m with you, I m | ake you free |
| G | C | G |
| And sw | im through your veins like a fi | sh in the s | ea, I’m singin’ |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| Follow | me everyth | ing is all rig | ht |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| I’ll be the | one to tuck you | in at ni | ght |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| And if you | want to | leave I can g | uarant | ee |
| G | C | D | G |
| You won’t f | ind nobody e | lse l | ike m | e |
| G | C |
| I’m not worried bout the ri | ng you wear |
| G | C | D | G |
| Cause as l | ong as no one knows than no | body | can ca | re |
| G | C |
| You’re feelin’ guilty and I | ’m well aware |
| G | C | D | G |
| But y | ou don’t look ashamed and baby I | ’m no | t sc | ared, I’m singin’ |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| Follow | me everyth | ing is all rig | ht |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| I’ll be the | one to tuck you | in at ni | ght |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| And if you | want to | leave I can g | uarant | ee |
| G | C | D | G |
| You won’t f | ind nobody e | lse l | ike m | e |
| D |
| I can’t g | ive you the sky |
| G |
| You’re better off if you don’t ask why |
| Am | A |
| I’m not the reason that you | go astray, and |
| D |
| We’ll be alright if you don’t ask me to stay |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| Follow | me everyth | ing is all rig | ht |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| I’ll be the | one to tuck you | in at ni | ght |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| And if you | want to | leave I can g | uarant | ee |
| G | C | D | G |
| You won’t f | ind nobody e | lse l | ike m | e |
| G |
| You d | on’t know how you met me |
| G | C | D | G |
| You c | an’t turn around and s | ay go | odb | ye |
| G | C |
| All you k | now is when I’m with you, I m | ake you free |
| G | C | D | G |
| And sw | im through your veins like a fi | sh in | the s | ea, I’m singin’ |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| Follow | me everyth | ing is all rig | ht |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| I’ll be the | one to tuck you | in at ni | ght |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| And if you | want to | leave I can g | uarant | ee |
| G | C | D | G |
| You won’t f | ind nobody e | lse l | ike m | e, I’m singin’ |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| Follow | me everyth | ing is all rig | ht |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| I’ll be the | one to tuck you | in at ni | ght |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| And if you | want to | leave I can g | uarant | ee |
| G | C | D | G |
| You won’t f | ind nobody e | lse l | ike m | e, I’m singin’ |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| Follow | me everyth | ing is all rig | ht |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| I’ll be the | one to tuck you | in at ni | ght |
| G | G/B | C | D |
| And if you | want to | leave I can g | uarant | ee |
| G | C | D | G |
| You won’t f | ind nobody e | lse l | ike m | e |
| G |
| Camp in the backyard and |
| G |
| We couldn’t wait to grow up |
| G |
| All of the crazy things |
| Bm |
| We thought we’d become |
| D |
| Before mom and dad went gray |
| G |
| Before my friends moved away |
| Bm | G |
| I | never thought I’d feel this way but | I do |
| D |
| Before I knew what it meant |
| G |
| To | love somebody you can’t get |
| Bm | G |
| And | fight the voices in your head that | tell you what to do |
| D | G |
| When did the simple things get | so complicated? |
| Bm | Gmaj7 |
| When did the future stop | feeling so far? |
| D | G |
| When did our lives decide to | play out like they did? |
| Bm |
| But we’re getting smarter |
| G |
| The farther and farther we go |
| D | G | Bm | G |
| | | | The farther and farther we go |
| D | G | Bm | G |
| | | | The farther and farther we go |
| G |
| Talking and holding hands |
| Bm |
| We thought it would last |
| G |
| All of the things we had |
| G |
| Back on the past someday |
| D |
| Before mom and dad went gray |
| G |
| Before my friends moved away |
| Bm | G |
| I | never thought I’d feel this way but | I do |
| D |
| Before I knew what it meant |
| G |
| To | love somebody you can’t get |
| Bm | G |
| And | fight the voices in your head that | tell you what to do |
| D | G |
| When did the simple things get | so complicated? |
| Bm | Gmaj7 |
| When did the future stop | feeling so far? |
| D | G |
| When did our lives decide to | play out like they did? |
| Bm |
| But we’re getting smarter |
| G |
| The farther and farther we go |
| D | G | Bm | G |
| | | But we’re getting smarter, | the farther and farther we go |
| D | G |
| When did the simple things get | so complicated? |
| Bm | G |
| But we’re getting smarter, | the farther and farther we go |
| D | G | Bm | G |
| D | G | Bm | G |
| | | | The farther and farther we go |
| D | G | Bm | G |
| | | But we’re getting smarter, | the farther and farther we go |
| D | G |
| When did the simple things get | so complicated? |
| Bm | G |
| But we’re getting smarter, | the farther and farther we go |
| D | G |
| When did our lives decide to | play out like they did? |
| G | D |
| The farther and farther we g | o |
| D | F# | G |
| My twenty- | first birthday | |
| D |
| Came with a price to pay, move | out |
| F# | G |
| And figure it | all out right a | way |
| D | F# | G |
| Gone are the | carefree days | |
| D |
| The memories fade away, and n | ow |
| F# | G |
| Reality | checks me every | day |
| D | F# |
| I can think of a | hundred | million |
| G |
| Things I’d rather do than be anxious |
| D | F# |
| I’m | broke as | hell and |
| G |
| It’s | gettin’ overwhelmin’ |
| D |
| I just want | happy thoughts, happy friends |
| F# | G |
| Happy songs, happy | love |
| D |
| Just wanna | dance around, clothes are off |
| F# | G |
| For | get about all the | not-so-happy stuff, that’s what I want |
| D | D | F# | F# |
| | All day, | | all night |
| G |
| I’ll deal with all the stress in another life |
| D |
| Happy thoughts, happy friends |
| F# | G |
| Happy songs, happy | love, that’s what I want |
| D | F# | G |
| Been makin’ some | big mistakes | |
| D |
| Ran outta time to waste, and n | ow |
| F# | G |
| Nobody | left to bail me | out |
| D | F# | G |
| Bills stackin’ | up again | |
Headaches from my sleeplessness
| D | F# |
| But | mama thinks I’m capable as | hell |
| G |
| That’s a lotta | credit for myself |
| D |
| ‘Cause I just want | happy thoughts, happy friends |
| F# | G |
| Happy songs, happy | love |
| D |
| Just wanna | dance around, clothes are off |
| F# | G |
| For | get about all the | not-so-happy stuff, that’s what I want |
| D | D | F# | F# |
| | All day, | | all night |
| G |
| I’ll deal with all the stress in another life |
| D |
| Happy thoughts, happy friends |
| F# | G |
| Happy songs, happy | love |
| D | F# |
| I can think of a | hundred | million |
| G |
| Things I’d rather do than be anxious |
| D | F# | G |
| I know | someday it’ll | all catch up to | me |
| D |
| I just want | happy thoughts, happy friends |
| F# | G |
| Happy songs, happy | love |
| D |
| Just wanna | dance around, clothes are off |
| F# | G |
| For | get about all the | not-so-happy stuff, that’s what I want |
| D | D | F# | F# |
| | All day, | | all night |
| G |
| I’ll deal with all the stress in another life |
| D |
| Happy thoughts, happy friends |
| F# | G |
| Happy songs, happy | love, that’s what I want |
| D | D | F# | F# |
| | All day, | | all night |
| G |
| That’s what I wanna dream about |
| D | D | F# | F# |
| | All day, | | all night |
| G |
| Just think about the happy stuff |
| C | E | Am |
| Beauty queens and | libertines and | beggars on their benches |
| C | E | Am |
| They | go to sleep and | dream like you and | I |
| C | E | Am |
| Billionaires behi | nd their walls and | soldiers in their trenches |
| C | E | Am |
| We’re | all just looking | for a reason | why |
| C | E | Am |
| To get out of | bed in the | morning (ah, ah | ) |
| C | E | Am |
| To fight off the | urge to just | go call it | quits |
| C | E | Am |
| ‘Cause sometimes | reality’s | boring (ah, ah | ) |
| C | E | Am |
| And it’s a | shame, but it’s | just how it | is |
| C | E | Am |
| Everyb | ody’s gotta | live (yes, they do) |
| C | E | Am |
| And everyb | ody’s gonna | die |
| C | E | Am |
| Everyb | ody try to have a, | a good time |
| C | E | Am |
| I think you | know the reason why | |
| C | E | Am |
| So | pour a drink, or | have a smoke, ‘cause | we all got our vices |
| C | E | Am |
| Just | doing what we | need to to get | by |
| C | E | Am |
| Wear a dress, your | Sunday best, what | ever you feel nice in |
| C | E | Am |
| ‘Cause | god knows we all | need a reason | why |
| C | E | Am |
| To get out of | bed in the | morning (ah, ah | ) |
| C | E | Am |
| To fight off the | urge to just | go call it | quits |
| C | E | Am |
| ‘Cause sometimes | reality’s | boring (ah, ah | ) |
| C | E | Am |
| And it’s a | shame, but it’s | just how it | is |
| C | E | Am |
| Everyb | ody’s gotta | live (yes, they do) |
| C | E | Am |
| And everyb | ody’s gonna | die |
| C | E | Am |
| Everyb | ody try to have a, | a good time |
| C | E | Am |
| I think you | know the reason why | |
| C | E | Am |
| Taxi cars and | prison bars, and | history repeating |
| C | E | Am |
| We | build our little | boxes, you and | I |
| C | E | Am |
| So | cross your heart or | read your cards, what | ever you believe in |
| C | E | Am |
| ‘Cause | god knows we all | need a reason | why |
| C | E | Am |
| To get out of | bed in the | morning | |
| C | E | Am |
| To fight off the | urge to just | go call it | quits |
| C | E | Am |
| ‘Cause sometimes | reality’s | boring | |
| C | E | Am |
| And it’s a | shame, but it’s | just how it | is |
| C | E | Am |
| Everyb | ody’s gotta | live (yes, they do) |
| C | E | Am |
| And everyb | ody’s gonna | die |
| C | E | Am |
| Everyb | ody try to have a, | a good time |
| C | E | Am |
| I think you | know the reason why | |
| C | E | Am |
| To get out of | bed in the | morning (everybody’s gotta | live) |
| C | E | Am |
| To fight off the | urge to just | go call it | quits (everybody’s gotta live) |
| C | E | Am |
| ‘Cause sometimes | reality is | boring (everybody’s gotta | live) |
| C | E | Am |
| And it’s a | shame, but it’s | just how it i | s |
| Am | F |
| When the tears are | rolling down |
| C | G |
| Like a river | to the ocean |
| Am | F |
| And there’s no one | else around |
| C | G |
| You won’t question | my devotion |
| C | G |
| You know that I know that | you know that |
| Am | F |
| I’ll be | there for the highs and | lows |
| C | G |
| Give you | mine if your heart gets | broke |
| Am | F |
| By your | side when you’re all a | lone |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| No ride | home and you got too | drunk |
| Am | F |
| 2 A. | M. I’mma pick you | up |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| No ride | home and you got too | drunk, whoa |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you, | yeah |
| Am | F |
| When your heart could | use a break |
| C | G |
| And it’s too broken | to reopen |
| Am | F |
| I’ll be patient, | I will wait |
| C | G |
| Until you’re ready | to be open |
| C | G |
| You know that I know that | you know that |
| Am | F |
| I’ll be | there for the highs and | lows |
| C | G |
| Give you | mine if your heart gets | broke |
| Am | F |
| By your | side when you’re all a | lone |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| No ride | home and you got too | drunk |
| Am | F |
| 2 A. | M. I’mma pick you | up |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| No ride | home and you got too | drunk, whoa |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F |
| I’ll be | there for the highs and | lows |
| C | G |
| Give you | mine when your heart gets | broke |
| Am | F |
| By your | side when you’re all a | lone |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| Gave your | all but it’s not e | nough |
| Am | F |
| Take my | hand I’mma pick you | up |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| No ride | home and you got too | drunk, whoa |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F |
| I’ll be | there for the highs and | lows |
| C | G |
| Give you | mine when your heart gets | broke |
| Am | F |
| By your | side when you’re all a | lone |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| Gave your | all but it’s not e | nough |
| Am | F |
| Take my | hand I’mma pick you | up |
| C | G |
| I will | be th | ere (I will be there) |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| Am | F |
| When you’re | down, d-down on your | luck |
| C | G |
| No ride | home and you got too | drunk, whoa |
| Am | F | C | G |
| I’ll be there, I’ll be | there, I’ll be there for | you | |
| D | A | E | F#m |
| Let’s take the | long way | home, | love is burning | slowly |
| E | D | A | E |
| Down this | country | road to | night |
| D | A |
| Make a left by the | corner store |
| E | F#m |
| Go | somewhere we’ve never | been before |
| D | A | E |
| We, we got | plenty of | time |
| D | A |
| There’s a place by the | lemon trees |
| C#m | F#m |
| We can | sit all night making | memories |
| D | A | E |
| With the | stars in our | eyes |
| Bm | F#m/C# |
| It’s getting late but I’m | still wide awake |
| D | E |
| I just | can’t hit the brakes with | you |
| D | A | E | F#m | E |
| Let’s take thе | long way | home, | love is burning | slowly → | → |
| D | A | E |
| Down this | country | road, | evеry moment’s holy |
| D | A | C#m | F#m |
| Baby, | I’ve been waiting | all my life to | waste my time on | you |
| E | D | A | E |
| Take the | long way | home to | night |
| D | A | E | F#m |
| D | A | E | E |
| D | A | C#m | F#m |
| D | A | E | E |
| | | | |
| D | A |
| Golden hour’s | afterglow |
| E | F#m |
| Fleetwood Mac’s on the | radio |
| D | A | E |
| Singing | sweet little | lies |
| D | A |
| Seats pulled back and the | moon is low |
| C#m | F#m |
| Time moves fast but we | take it slow |
| D | A | E |
| Now the | world’s outta | sight |
| Bm | F#m/C# |
| It’s getting late but I’m | still wide awake |
| D | E |
| I just | can’t hit the brakes with | you |
| D | A | E | F#m | E |
| Let’s take thе | long way | home, | love is burning | slowly → | → |
| D | A | E |
| Down this | country | road, | evеry moment’s holy |
| D | A | C#m | F#m |
| Baby, | I’ve been waiting | all my life to | waste my time on | you |
| E | D | A | E |
| Take the | long way | home to | night |
| D | A | C#m | F#m |
| I’m gonna take the long way | home | | I’m gonna | take the long way |
| D | A | E | F#m |
| Let’s take the | long way | home, | love is burning | slowly |
| D | A | E |
| Down this | country | road to | night |
| G | D |
| I’m in l | ove with you, I sw | ear it’s true |
| Em | C |
| Even w | hen I make you c | ry |
| G | D | D#dim |
| But you’re m | aking me a b | etter m | an |
| Em | C | G |
| I’m gonna l | earn to lo | ve you ri | ght |
| D | Em | C |
| T | oo many times, too many lies, but do | n’t wanna quit | |
| D | Em | C |
| Bre | aking my heart, falling apart, mak | ing a mess | |
| G |
| Remember we were ei | ghteen |
| D | Em |
| Then | I made a mist | ake and |
| C |
| But you look like an | angel |
| G |
| Sitting ‘cross the t | able |
| G | D |
| And all I know is I’m in l | ove with you, I sw | ear it’s true |
| Em | C |
| Even wh | en I make you c | ry |
| G | D | D#dim |
| But we h | urt the ones we lo | ve the m | ost |
| Em | C | G |
| I wish I k | new the reas | ons w | hy |
| G | D |
| I’m so f | ar beyond my s | econd chance |
| Em | C |
| I’ve been l | ost for most my li | fe |
| G | D | D#dim |
| But you’re ma | king me a b | etter | man |
| Em | C | G |
| I’m gonna le | arn to lo | ve you r | ight |
| D | Em | C |
| Cause’ a | ll of my friends say it should end, but w | hat do they know? | |
| D | Em | C |
| And i | t’s getting old, I feel so alone, just w | anna come home | |
| G |
| Remember we were ei | ghteen |
| Em |
| When you tried to sa | ve me |
| B |
| Now you freakin’ | hate me |
| C |
| But you look like an a | ngel |
| G |
| Sitting ‘cross the t | able |
| G | D |
| And all I know is I’m in lo | ve with you, I sw | ear it’s true |
| Em | C |
| Even w | hen I make you c | ry |
| G | D | D#dim |
| But we h | urt the ones we l | ove the mo | st |
| Em | C | G |
| I wish I k | new the re | asons w | hy (wish I knew the reasons why) |
| G | D |
| I’m so f | ar beyond my se | cond chance |
| Em | C |
| I’ve been l | ost for most my l | ife |
| G | D | D#dim |
| But you’re m | aking me a be | tter m | an |
| Em | C | G |
| I’m gonna l | earn to lo | ve you ri | ght |
| G | D |
| Gonna love you right, r | ight |
| Em | C |
| Gonna love you right, r | right |
| G | D |
| Gonna love you right, | love you right |
| Em | C |
| I’m gonna l | earn to love you |
| G | D |
| I’m in lo | ve with you, I sw | ear it’s true |
| Em | C |
| Even wh | en I make you c | ry |
| G | D | D#dim |
| And you’re m | aking me a b | etter m | an |
| Em | C | G |
| I’m gonna le | arn to l | ove you ri | ght |
| G | C |
| One day I don’t | wanna wake up |
| Em | D |
| Wonder | in’, wondering where’d | all the time go? |
| G | C |
| One day I don’t w | anna be stuck |
| Em | D |
| With a | page full of plans that I m | ade no time for |
| Em | D |
| Yeah, we | talk about life but | I wanna live it |
| G | C | Em | D |
| I wanna l | ive it, with | you, | mmm |
| G | C |
| Whatever whatever | you wanna do |
| G | D | D#dim7 |
| Down for whatever as | long as it’s | you |
| Em | C |
| Nothing but time we got n | othing to lose |
| G | D |
| Down for whatever as l | ong as it’s you |
| G | C | G | D | D#dim7 |
| When you’re with | me nowhere | I’d rather | be, yeah y | eah |
| Em | C |
| Whatever whatever | you wanna do |
| G | D | G |
| Down for whatever as | long as I’m here with | you |
| Em | D |
| With a couple | one-ways somewhere | they can’t find us |
| G | C |
| I know that we been | stressed out but we’re set now |
| Em | D |
| And I wanna put it al | l behind us |
| Em | D |
| Yeah, we | talk about life but | I wanna live it |
| G | C | Em | D |
| So give me a | minute, with | you, with y | ou |
| G | C |
| Whatever whatever | you wanna do |
| G | D | D#dim7 |
| Down for whatever as | long as it’s | you |
| Em | C |
| Nothing but time we got n | othing to lose |
| G | D |
| Down for whatever as l | ong as it’s you |
| G | C | G | D | D#dim7 |
| When you’re with | me nowhere | I’d rather | be, yeah y | eah |
| Em | C |
| Whatever whatever | you wanna do |
| G | D | G |
| Down for whatever as | long as I’m here with | you |
| Em | D |
| Yeah, we | talk about life but | I wanna live it |
| G | C | Em | D |
| So give me a | minute, with | you, with y | ou |
| G | C | Em | D |
| Don’t w | anna wake up | wondering the | time went, y | eah |
| G | C |
| Whatever whatever | you wanna do |
| Em | D | G |
| Down for whatever as | long as I’m here with | you |
| G | C |
| Oh don’t you d | are look bac | k |
| Em | D |
| Just keep your e | yes on m | e |
| G | C |
| I said you’re hol | ding ba | ck |
| Em | D |
| She said shut | up and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| This | woman is my de | stiny | |
| Em | D |
| Shut u | p and dan | ce with me |
| C | D | Em | D |
| We were vic | tims | of the night, | the c | hemical |
| C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
| Ph | ysical, | kryptonite | → | → | |
| C | D | Em | D |
| Helpless to the b | ass and fa | ding light, | oh | |
| C | D |
| We were bo | und to get tog | ether |
| G | D/F# | Em |
| Bound to g | et to | gether | |
| G | D/F# | D | C |
| I don’t | know how i | t happen | ed |
| G/B | C6 | D |
| We took t | he floor and she | said |
| G | C |
| Oh don’t you d | are look bac | k |
| Em | D |
| Just keep your e | yes on m | e |
| G | C |
| I said you’re hol | ding ba | ck |
| Em | D |
| She said shut | up and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| This | woman is my de | stiny | |
| Em | D |
| Shut u | p and dan | ce with me |
| C | D | Em | D |
| A backless dres | s and some bea | t up sneaks, | my d | iscothèque |
| C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
| Juliet t | eenage dream | → | → | |
| C | D | Em | D |
| I felt it in my | chest as she | looked at me, | I | knew |
| C | D |
| We were b | ound to be tog | ether |
| G | D/F# | Em |
| Bound to be t | ogeth | er | |
| G | D/F# | D | C |
| I don’t | know how i | t happen | ed |
| G/B | C6 | D |
| We took t | he floor and she | said |
| G | C |
| Oh don’t you d | are look bac | k |
| Em | D |
| Just keep your e | yes on m | e |
| G | C |
| I said you’re hol | ding ba | ck |
| Em | D |
| She said shut | up and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| This | woman is my de | stiny | |
| Em | D |
| Shut u | p and dan | ce with me |
| G | D/F# | D | C |
| I | think | I see t | he futur | e |
| G | D/F# | D | C |
| Th | is is m | y la | st c | hance |
| G | D/F# | D | C |
| I don’t | know how i | t happen | ed |
| G/B | C6 | D |
| We took t | he floor and she | said |
| G | C |
| Oh don’t you d | are look bac | k |
| Em | D |
| Just keep your e | yes on m | e |
| G | C |
| I said you’re hol | ding ba | ck |
| Em | D |
| She said shut | up and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| This | woman is my de | stiny | |
| G | C |
| Don’t you d | are look bac | k |
| Em | D |
| Just keep your e | yes on m | e |
| G | C |
| I said you’re hol | ding ba | ck |
| Em | D |
| She said shut | up and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| This | woman is my de | stiny | |
| Em | D |
| Shut u | p and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| G | C | Em | D |
| Oh oh | oh shut u | p and dan | ce with me |
| G | C | Em | D |
| G | C | Em | D |
| Oh oh | oh shut u | p and dan | ce with me |
| G |
| Check yes Juliet, are you with me |
| G |
| Rain is falling down on the sidewalk |
| Em | C |
| I won’t go until you come out | side |
| G |
| Check yes Juliet, kill the limbo |
| G |
| I’ll keep tossing rocks at your window |
| Em | C |
| There’s no turning back for us to | night |
| G |
| Lace up your shoes, here’s how we do |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, don’t | ever look | back, they’ll | tear us |
| Em | G | C | D |
| A | part if you | give them the | chance | |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Don’t sell your | heart, don’t | say we’re | not meant to | be |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, for | ever we’ll | be | |
| G |
| Check yes Juliet, I’ll be waiting |
| G |
| Wishing, wanting, yours for the taking |
| Em | C |
| Just sneak out and don’t tell a soul good | bye |
| G |
| Check yes Juliet, here’s the countdown |
| G |
| Three two one, now fall in my arms now |
| Em |
| They can change the locks |
| C |
| Don’t let them change your | mind |
| G |
| Lace up your shoes, here’s how we do |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, don’t | ever look | back, they’ll | tear us |
| Em | G | C | D |
| A | part if you | give them the | chance | |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Don’t sell your | heart, don’t | say we’re | not meant to | be |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, for | ever we’ll | be | |
| C | Am |
| We’re flying through the | night |
| G | D |
| We’re flying through the | night, way | up high |
| C | Am | G | D | G |
| The view from | here is getting better | with you | by my s | ide |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, don’t | ever look | back, they’ll | tear us |
| Em | G | C | D |
| A | part if you | give them the | chance | |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Don’t sell your | heart, don’t | say we’re | not meant to | be |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, for | ever we’ll | be | |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, don’t | ever look | back, they’ll | tear us |
| Em | G | C | D |
| A | part if you | give them the | chance | |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Don’t sell your | heart, don’t | say we’re | not meant to | be |
| Em | G | C | D |
| Run baby | run, for | ever we’ll | be | |
| E | A/E | E |
| Where I come from | isn’t all that gre | at |
| E | A/E | E |
| My automobile | is a piece of c | rap |
| E | A/E | B |
| My fashion sense | is a little w | hack |
| B | B7#9 | E |
| And my friends are just as | screwy as m | e |
| E | A/E | E |
| I didn’t | go to boarding schoo | ls |
| E | A/E | E |
| Preppy gi | rls never looked at m | e |
| E | A/E | B |
| Why should | they I ain’t no | body |
| B | B7#9 |
| Got nothing in my pocket | |
| E | A | B | A |
| Beverly Hills | , | that’s where I | want to be |
| E | A | B | B7#9 |
| (Gimme | Gimme) | Living in Beverly Hills | |
| E | A | B | A |
| Beverly | Hills, | rolling like a | celebrity |
| E | A | B | B7#9 |
| (Gimme | Gimme) | Living in Beverly Hills | |
| E | A/E | E |
| Look at all | those movie sta | rs |
| E | A/E | E |
| They’re all so | beautiful and cle | an |
| E | A/E | B |
| When the hou | semaids scrub the f | loors |
| B | B7#9 |
| They get the spaces | in between |
| E | A/E | E |
| I wanna | live a life like tha | t |
| E | A/E | E |
| I wanna | be just like a ki | ng |
| E | A/E | B |
| Take my p | icture by the po | ol |
| B | B7#9 |
| ‘Cause I’m the next big | thing |
| E | A | B | A |
| Beverly Hills | , | that’s where I | want to be |
| E | A | B | B7#9 |
| (Gimme | Gimme) | Living in Beverly Hills | |
| E | A | B | A |
| Beverly | Hills, | rolling like a | celebrity |
| E | A | B | B7#9 |
| (Gimme | Gimme) | Living in Beverly Hills | |
| E | A/E | E | A/E |
| The truth i | s | I don’t stand a ch | ance |
| E | A/E |
| Its something that you’re born in | to |
| F#/A# | A/E |
| And | I just don’t belong | |
| E | A/E | E |
| No I | don’t, I’m just a | no-class, beat-down foo | l |
| E | A/E | E |
| And I will | always be that wa | y |
| E | A/E | B |
| I might as w | ell enjoy my li | fe |
| B | B7#9 |
| And watch the stars | play |
| E | A | B | A |
| Beverly Hills | , | that’s where I | want to be |
| E | A | B | B7#9 |
| (Gimme | Gimme) | Living in Beverly Hills | |
| E | A | B | A |
| Beverly | Hills, | rolling like a | celebrity |
| E | A | B | B7#9 |
| (Gimme | Gimme) | Living in Beverly Hills | |
| A | D |
| I have a drea | m about her |
| A | D |
| I got | gym class in ha | lf an hour |
| A | D |
| In | Keds and tube s | ocks |
| F#m | D | E |
| But | she doesn’t k | now who I a | m |
| F#m | D | E |
| And | she doesn’t g | ive a d | amn about me |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m |
| ‘Cause | I’m just a | teenage di | rtbag, | baby → | |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m |
| Yeah | I’m just a | teenage di | rtbag, | baby → | |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m | A |
| Listen to | Iron Mai | den, | baby, | with m | e |
| A | E |
| Her | boyfriend’s a pr | ick |
| A | D |
| And h | e brings a g | un to school |
| A | D |
| My | ass if he knew | the truth |
| A | D |
| And he d | rives an I | ROC |
| F#m | D | E |
| But | he doesn’t kn | ow who I am | |
| F#m | D | E |
| And | he doesn’t gi | ve a d | amn about me |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m |
| ‘Cause | I’m just a | teenage di | rtbag, | baby → | |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m |
| Yeah | I’m just a | teenage di | rtbag, | baby → | |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m | A |
| Listen to | Iron Mai | den, | baby, | with m | e |
| A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 |
| | Oh yeeah, | | dirtbag | | |
| F#m | C#m | D | E |
| No, | she doesn | ’t know | what she’s m | issing |
| A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 |
| | Oh yeeah, | | dirtbag | | |
| F#m | C#m | D | E |
| No, | she doesn | ’t know | what she’s m | issing |
| A | E |
| Man, | I feel like m | old |
| A | D |
| It’s p | rom night and I | am lonely |
| A | D |
| Sh | e’s walking o | ver to me |
| A | D |
| My | lip starts to | shake |
| F#m | D | E |
| How does she | know who I | am? |
| F#m | D | E |
| And | why does she | give a damn | about me? |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m |
| I’ve got two | tickets to | Iron Ma | iden, b | aby → | |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m |
| Come with me Fr | iday, do | n’t say m | aybe → | |
| A | D | E | F#m | C#m | A | D | E | F#m | C#m | D | E |
| I’m just a t | eenage d | irtbag b | aby | like | you | | | → | → | → | |
| A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 |
| | Oh yeeah, | | dirtbag | | |
| F#m | C#m | D | E |
| No, | she doesn | ’t know | what she’s m | issing |
| A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 | A | Dsus2 |
| | Oh yeeah, | | dirtbag | | |
| F#m | C#m | D | E |
| No, | she doesn | ’t know | what she’s m | issing |
| D | Gsus2 |
| Something has | changed within me |
| D | Gsus2 |
| Something is | not the same |
| D | Gsus2 |
| I’m through with | playing by the |
| D/F# | Csus2 |
| Rules of someone el | se’s game |
| Csus2 | D |
| Too late for se | cond-guessing |
| Csus2 | D |
| Too late to go back | to sleep |
| Em7 | D/F# |
| It’s time to trus | t my instincts |
| D/G | Asus4 |
| Close my eyes and leap | |
| Bm | G | A |
| It’s time to try | defy | ing grav | ity |
| Bm | G | A |
| I think I’ll try | defyi | ng grav | ity |
| Bm | G | A |
| Kiss me good | bye, I’m defyi | ng grav | ity |
| D |
| And you won’t bring me | down |
| D | Gsus2 |
| I’m through a | ccepting limits |
| D | Gsus2 |
| ‘Cause someone s | ays they’re so |
| D | Gsus2 |
| Some things I c | annot change |
| D/F# | Csus2 |
| But t | ill I try, I’ll n | ever know |
| Csus2 | D |
| Too long I’ve bee | n afraid of |
| Csus2 | D |
| Losing love I g | uess I’ve lost |
| Em7 | D/F# |
| Well, if that’s l | ove |
| D/G | Asus4 |
| It comes at | much too high a | cost |
| Bm | G | A |
| I’d sooner buy | defy | ing grav | ity |
| Bm | G | A |
| Kiss me goodbye | , I’m defyin | g gravi | ty |
| Bm | G | A |
| I think I’ll try | defyi | ng grav | ity |
| Csus2 |
| And you won’t bring me down | |
| Bm | G | A |
| I’d sooner buy | defy | ing grav | ity |
| Bm | G | A |
| Kiss me goodbye | , I’m defyin | g gravi | ty |
| Bm | G | A |
| I think I’ll try | defyi | ng grav | ity |
| Csus2 |
| And you won’t bring me down | |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey girl | , | whatcha | doin’? |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey girl | , | where you | goin’? |
| C | F | G |
| Don’t let the sunshine | fall from the | sky |
| C | D | G |
| Just find the sunshine | in your own | eyes |
| F | Fm | C |
| You’re a | lollipop, no | second prize |
| D | G7 |
| An apple somewhere in some | body’s eyes |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey | girl, | whatcha | doin’? |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey | girl, | where you | goin’? |
| C | C7 |
| Shot in the arm | , a twinkly eye |
| F | Fm |
| She could have fell fell | out of the sky |
| C | C7 | D |
| She could have | fell right | out of the sky |
| F |
| Who’s that girl? (Who’s that girl?) |
| Fm |
| Who’s that girl? (Who’s that girl?) |
| C | F | G |
| Don’t let the moonshine | cry up the | night |
| C | D | G |
| Set from your shadow, | and make it | bright |
| F | Fm | C |
| You’re a | lollipop, no | second prize |
| D | G7 |
| An apple somewhere in some | body’s eyes |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey | girl, | whatcha | doin’? |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey | girl, | where you | goin’? |
| C | C7 |
| You get down, | and make a frown |
| F | Fm |
| She’s gonna turn, turn, | turn it around |
| C | C7 | D |
| She’s gonna | turn, turn, | turn it around |
| F |
| Who’s that girl? (Who’s that girl?) |
| Fm |
| Who’s that girl? (Who’s that girl?) |
| C | C | C | C | F | Fm | G | G |
| C | C | C | C | D | D | G | G |
| F | F | Fm | Fm | C | C | C | C |
| D | D | D | D | G7 | G7 | G7 | G7 |
| | | | | | | | |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey | girl, | whatcha | doin’? |
| C | A | F | G |
| Hey | girl, | where you | goin’? |
| C | C7 |
| You get down, | and make a frown |
| F | Fm |
| She’s gonna turn, turn, | turn it around |
| C | D |
| She’s gonna turn, turn, | turn it around |
| F |
| Who’s that girl? (Who’s that girl?) |
| Fm |
| Who’s that girl? (Who’s that girl?) |
| C | G/B |
| When the rain is blowing | in your face |
| Gm/Bb | F/A |
| And the whole world is | on your case |
| Fm/Ab | C/G |
| I could offer you a | warm embrace |
| D9/F# | F/G | C |
| To make you | feel my | love |
| C | G/B |
| When evening shadows and the | stars appear |
| Gm/Bb | F/A |
| And there is no one there to | dry your tears |
| Fm/Ab | C/G |
| I could hold you for a | million years |
| D9/F# | F/G | C |
| To make you | feel my | love |
| F | C |
| I know you haven’t made your | mind up yet |
| C+ | F | C |
| But I would | never do you | wrong |
| F | C |
| I’ve known it from the moment | that we met |
| Dm7 | G |
| N | o doubt in my mind where you | belong |
| C | G/B |
| I’d go hungry, I’d go | black and blue |
| Gm/Bb | F/A |
| I’d go crawling down the | avenue |
| Fm/Ab | C/G |
| Oh there’s nothing that I | wouldn’t do |
| D9/F# | F/G | C |
| To make you | feel my | love |
| C | G/B | Gm/Bb | F/A |
| Fm/Ab | C/G | D9/F# | F/G | C |
| | | | | |
| F | C |
| The storms are raging on the | rolling sea |
| E | F | C |
| And on the | highway of | regret |
| F | C |
| The winds of change are blowing | wild and free |
| Dm7 | G |
| Y | ou ain’t seen nothing like me | yet |
| C | G/B |
| I could make you happy, make your | dreams come true |
| Gm/Bb | F/A |
| There is nothing that I wou | ldn’t do |
| Fm/Ab | C/G |
| Go to the ends of the | Earth for you |
| D9/F# | F/G | C |
| To make you | feel my | love |
| D9/F# | F/G | C |
| To make you | feel my | love |
| Em |
| On a | long and lonesome highway east of Omaha |
| D |
| You can | listen to the engine, moanin’ out its one note song |
| A | Em |
| You can | think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night | before |
| Em |
| And your | thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do |
| D |
| When you’re | riding sixteen hours and there’s nothing much to do |
| A | Em |
| You | don’t feel much like writing, you just wish the trip was through | |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| Em |
| You walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road |
| D |
| And you | feel the eyes upon you, as you’re shaking off the cold |
| A | Em |
| You | pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to | explode |
| Em |
| Sometimes you can hear ‘em talk, other times you can’t |
| D |
| And it’s all the | same cliches is that a woman or a man |
| A | Em |
| And you | always seem outnumbered, you don’t dare make a | stand |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| Em |
| Out there in the spotlight, you’re a million miles away |
| D |
| Every ounce of energy you try to give away |
| A | Em |
| And the | sweat pours out your body like the music that you | play |
| Em |
| Later on that evening, as you lie awake in bed |
| D |
| The | echoes of the amplifiers ringin’ in your head |
| A | Em |
| And you | smoke the day’s last cigarette, remembering what she said | |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | there I | go |
| G | D | C | D |
| I would have | given you | all of my he | art | |
| G | D | C | D |
| But there’s s | omeone who’s t | orn it apa | rt | |
| G | D | C | D |
| And he’s t | aking just a | ll I ha | ve | |
| G | D | C | D |
| But if you want, I’ll | try to love a | gain | bab | y |
| G | C | D |
| I’ll | try to love a | gain but I kn | ow |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the de | epest | |
| G | D | C | D |
| But when it | comes to being l | ucky he’s cur | sed | |
| G | C | D | D/C | D/B | D/C |
| When it co | mes to lovin’ | me he’s w | orst | | | |
| G | D | C | D |
| I still | want you | by my sid | e | |
| G | D | C | D |
| Just to | help me dry the | tears that I’ve cri | ed | |
| G | D | C | D |
| And I’m | sure gonna g | ive you a t | ry | |
| G | D | C |
| And if you want, I’ll | try to love a | gain, try | |
| D | G | C | D |
| B | aby I’ll | try to love | again, but I k | now |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the de | epest | |
| G | D | C | D |
| But when it | comes to being l | ucky he’s cur | sed | |
| G | C | D | D/C |
| And when it co | mes to lovin’ | me he’s w | orst | |
| G | D | C | D |
| I still | want you | by my sid | e | |
| G | D | C | D |
| Just to | help me dry the | tears that I’ve cri | ed | |
| G | D | C | D |
| But I’m | sure gonna g | ive you a t | ry | |
| G | D | C |
| ‘Cause if you want, I’ll | try to love a | gain | |
| D | G | C | D | D/C | D/B | D/C |
| B | aby I’ll | try to love | again, but I k | now | | | |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the de | epest | |
| G | D | C | D |
| But when it | comes to being l | ucky he’s cur | sed | |
| G | C | D | D/C |
| And when it co | mes to lovin’ | me he’s w | orst | oh |
| G | D | C | D |
| The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
| G | D | C | D | G |
| The first | cut is the de | epest, | try to love a | gain |
| E7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | B7 | A7 | E7 | B7 |
| | | | | → | → | → | |
| E7 | A7 | E7 |
| I went d | own to the crossroads, | fell down on my knee | s |
| A7 | E7 |
| Down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees | |
| B7 | A7 | E7 |
| Ask the lord up above for mercy, | take me if you please | |
| E7 | A7 | E7 |
| I went down to the crossroads, | tried to flag a ride | |
| A7 | E7 |
| Down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride | |
| B7 | A7 | E7 |
| Nobody seemed to know me, | everybody passed by | |
| E7 | A7 | E7 |
| Well I’m going down to Rosedale, | take my rider by my side | |
| A7 | E7 |
| Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side | |
| B7 | A7 | E7 |
| You can still buy a house baby, | on the riverside | |
| E7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | B7 | A7 | E7 | B7 |
| | | | | → | → | → | x2 |
| E7 | A7 | E7 |
| Going down to Rosedale, | take my rider by my side | |
| A7 | E7 |
| Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side | |
| B7 | A7 | E7 |
| You can still buy a house baby, | on the riverside | |
| E7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | B7 | A7 | E7 | B7 |
| | | | | → | → | → | x2 |
| E7 | A7 | E7 |
| You can run, you can run, | tell my friends I’ll be around | |
| A7 | E7 |
| Run, you can run, tell my friends I’ll be around | |
| B7 | A7 | E7 |
| Well I’m standing at the crossroads, belie | ve I’m sinking | down |
| A | E | A |
| Well I | pulled out of Pittsburgh | rolling down that Eastern sea | board |
| E |
| I got my diesel wound up, she’s running like she never did be | fore |
| D | E |
| There’s a | speed zone ahead a | lright |
| A | D |
| But I | don’t see a cop in | sight |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m gonna | see my baby to | night |
| A | E | A |
| I got | ten forward gears and a | sweet Georgia over | drive |
| E |
| I’m takin’ little white pills, my eyes are open | wide |
| D | E |
| Well I j | ust passed a Jimmy and a | White |
| A | D |
| I been | passing everything in | sight |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m gonna | see my baby to | night |
| A | E | A |
| Well it | seems like a month since I | kissed my baby good | bye |
| E |
| Could have a lotta women, I’m not like some other | guys |
| D | E |
| I could | find one to hold me | tight |
| A | D |
| But I could | never believe it’s | right |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m | gonna see my baby to | night |
Here we go
| A | E | A | A |
| A | A | E | E |
| D | E | A | D |
| A | E | A | A |
| | | | |
| A | E | A |
| Well the | I.C.C. is | checkin’ on down the | line |
| E |
| I’m a little overweight and my log book’s way be | hind |
| D | E |
| But | nothing bothers me ton | ight |
| A | D |
| I could | dodge them scales al | right |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m | gonna see my baby to | night |
| A | E | A | A |
| A | A | E | E |
| D | E | A | D |
| A | E | A | A |
| | | | |
| A | E | A |
| Well my | rig’s a little old but | that don’t mean she’s | slow |
| E |
| There’s a flame from her stack and that smoke blowin’ black as | coal |
| D | E |
| Well my | home town is coming in | sight |
| A | D |
| And if you | think I’m happy you’re | right |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m | gonna see my baby to | night |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m | gonna see my baby to | night |
| A | E | A |
| Six | days on the road and I’m | gonna see my baby to | night |
| Gm | A7 |
| When marimba rhythms | start to | play |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Dance with | me, | make me sway |
| Gm | A7 |
| Like a lazy ocean | hugs the | shore |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Hold me | close, | sway me more |
| Gm | A7 |
| Like a flower bending | in the | breeze |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Bend with | me, | sway with ease |
| Gm | A7 |
| When we dance you have a | way with | me |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Stay with | me, | sway with me |
| C |
| Other dancers may | be on the floor |
| F6 |
| Dear but my eyes will | see only you |
| A7 |
| Only you have that | magic technique |
| Bb | A7 |
| When we sway I go | weak | |
| Gm | A7 |
| I can hear the sounds of | viol | ins |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Long be | fore | it begins |
| Gm | A7 |
| Make me thrill as only | you know | how |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Sway me | smooth | sway me now |
| C |
| Other dancers may | be on the floor |
| F6 |
| Dear but my eyes will | see only you |
| A7 |
| Only you have that | magic technique |
| Bb | A7 |
| When we sway I go | weak | |
| Gm | A7 |
| I can hear the sounds of | viol | ins |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Long be | fore | it begins |
| Gm | A7 |
| Make me thrill as only | you know | how |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Sway me | smooth | sway me now |
| Gm | A7 |
| When marimba rhythms | start to | play |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Dance with | me, | make me sway |
| Gm | A7 |
| Like a lazy ocean | hugs the | shore |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Hold me | close, | sway me more |
| Gm | A7 |
| Like a flower bending | in the | breeze |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Bend with | me, | sway with ease |
| Gm | A7 |
| When we dance you have a | way with | me |
| Gm | A7 | Dm |
| Stay with | me, | sway with me |
| D | A |
| Day after day I’m more confu | sed |
| D | E | A |
| Yet I look for the | light through the pouring r | ain |
| D | A |
| You know that’s a game that I hate to l | ose |
| Bm | D |
| I’m feelin’ the strain, | ain’t it a shame |
| A |
| Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A |
| Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| D | A |
| Beginning to think that I’m wastin’ t | ime |
| D | E | A |
| I don’t understand | the things I do | |
| D | A |
| The world outside looks so unki | nd |
| Bm | D |
| Now I’m countin’ on you to | carry me through |
| A |
| Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A |
| Yeah, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| Bm |
| And when my mind is free |
| D | A |
| You know a melody can m | ove me |
| Bm |
| And when I’m feelin’ blue |
| D | E |
| The guitar’s comin’ through to s | oothe me |
| D | A |
| Thanks for the joy that you’ve given | me |
| D | E | A |
| I want you to | know I believe in your s | ong |
| D | A |
| Rhythm and rhyme and harm | ony |
| Bm | D |
| You help me along, m | akin’ me strong |
| A |
| Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A |
| G | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E/G# | D/F# |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away, ooh |
| A |
| G | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul (free my soul) |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away (ooh, hey) |
| A |
| G | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul (free my soul) |
| E | D |
| I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A | E | D |
| Now won’t you | take me, | take me | |
| Am |
| Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach |
| F |
| I feel it in the air, the summer’s out of reach |
| G |
| Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone |
| F |
| I’m driving by your house, though I know you’re not home |
| C | G |
| But I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| You got your hair combed back and your | sunglasses on, baby |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| Am |
| I never will forget those nights, I wonder if it was a dream |
| F |
| Remember how you made me crazy, remember how I made you scream |
| G |
| Now I don’t understand what happened to our love |
| F |
| But babe I’m gonna get you back |
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
| C | G |
| I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| I see you walking real slow and you’re | smiling at everyone |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| Am | F | G | F |
| Am |
| Out on the road today I saw a deadhead sticker on a Cadillac |
| F |
| A little voice inside my head said |
Don’t look back, you could never look back
| G |
| I thought I knew what love was, what did I know? |
| F |
| Those days are gone forever I should just let them go, but |
| C | G |
| I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| You got the top pulled down and your | radio on, baby |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| C | G |
| I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| You got your hair slicked back and those | wayfarers on, baby |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| G | D | Em | C |
| Can you f | eel the l | ove ton | ight? |
| G | C | A/C# | D |
| It is wh | ere w | e | are |
| C | G | Em | G/D | C |
| It’s enough | to make k | ings | and v | agabonds |
| C | D | G |
| Beli | eve the v | ery b | est |
| C | G |
| Th | ere’s a calm surr | ender |
| C | G |
| Wh | en the heat of a r | olling wind |
| C | G |
| And it sees me thr | ough |
| C | G |
| It’s enough for this r | estless warrior |
| F | D | D |
| J | ust to be with y | ou | |
| G | D | Em | C |
| And c | an you f | eel the l | ove ton | ight? |
| G | C | A/C# | D |
| It is wh | ere w | e | are |
| C | G | Em | G/D | C |
| It’s enough | to make k | ings | and v | agabonds |
| C | D | G |
| Beli | eve the v | ery b | est |
| C | G |
| Th | ere’s a time for | everyone |
| C | G |
| Th | at the twisting kal | eidoscope |
| C | G |
| Th | ere’s a rhyme and r | eason |
| C | G |
| Wh | en the heart of this st | ar-crossed voyager |
| F | D |
| B | eats in time with y | ours |
| G | D | Em | C |
| And c | an you f | eel the l | ove ton | ight? |
| G | C | A/C# | D |
| It is wh | ere w | e | are |
| C | G | Em | G/D | C |
| It’s enough | for this w | ide- | eyed w | anderer |
| Am | G/B | C | A/C# | D |
| Th | at w | e g | ot th | is f | ar |
| G | D | Em | C |
| And c | an you feel | the l | ove ton | ight? |
| G | C | A/C# | D |
| How it’s l | aid t | o r | est? |
| C | G | Em | G/D | C |
| It’s enough | to make k | ings | and v | agabonds |
| C | D | G |
| Belie | ve the v | ery b | est |
| C | G/B | Em | G/D | C |
| It’s enough | to make k | ings | and v | agabonds |
| Am | G | C/D | C/G | G |
| Bel | ieve th | e | ve | ry | best |
| C | D/F# | G |
| They | paved paradise and | put up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
| With a | pink hotel, a | boutique, and a swingin’ hot spot | |
| G | G9 |
| Don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
| That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
| They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
| They | took all the trees, and | put ‘em in a tree museum | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
| And they | charged the people a | dollar and a half to see them | |
No, no, no
| G | G9 |
| Don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
| That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
| They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Hey far | mer, farmer, put away your DDT | |
| Cadd9 |
| I don’t care about | spots on my apples |
| D11 | G |
| Leave me the birds and the bees | please |
| G | G9 |
| Don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
| That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
| They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| C | D | G |
| Hey now they | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
| Listen, | late last night, I | heard a screen door | slam |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
| And a bi | g yellow taxi to | ok my girl away | |
| G | G9 |
| Now | don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
| That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| Cadd9 | D | G |
| They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| G | G9 |
| Hey now now | don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
| That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
| They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| C | D | G |
| Why now they | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| C | D | G |
| Hey hey hey | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 |
| I don’t wanna give it, why you wanna give it? |
| G |
| Why you wanna | giving it all away? Hey, hey, hey |
| Cadd9 |
| Now you wanna give it, oh she wanna give it |
| G |
| ‘Cause she | giving it all away no no |
| Cadd9 |
| I don’t wanna give it, why you wanna give it? |
| G |
| Why you wanna | giving it all away? |
| D/F# | G |
| Giving it all a | way |
| Am7 | Cadd9 | G |
| | Why you | want me? |
| Am7 | Cadd9 | G |
| | Why do you | want me? |
| C | D | G |
| They | paved paradise and | put up a parking lot | |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Hey sista, go sista, s | oul sista, go sista |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Hey sista, go sista, s | oul sista |
| Am7 | D11 |
| He | met Marmalade down in o | ld New Orleans |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Struttin’ her stuff on the | street |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
| She said | hello, hey Joe, you wanna | give it a go? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, d | a-da |
| Am7 | D11 |
| G | itchi, gitchi, ya-ya he | re |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Mocha chocolata, y | a-ya |
| Em7 | Am7 |
| Creole lady Marma | lade |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| V | oulez-vous coucher ave | c moi? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| He | stayed in her boudoir while | she freshened up |
| Am7 | D11 |
| That boy drank all that magn | olia wine, on her |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
| Black satin sheets, is w | here he started to freak |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, d | a-da |
| Am7 | D11 |
| G | itchi, gitchi, ya-ya he | re |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Mocha chocolata, y | a-ya |
| Em7 | Am7 |
| Creole lady Marma | lade |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| V | oulez-vous coucher ave | c moi? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Seeing her skin feeling | silky smoothe |
| Am7 | D11 |
| C | olor of cafe au la | it |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
| Made the | savage beast inside | roar until it cried |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Now he’s at home doing | nine to five |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Living his brave life of l | ies |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
| But when he | turns off to sleep, old | memories keep |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, d | a-da |
| Am7 | D11 |
| G | itchi, gitchi, ya-ya he | re |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Mocha chocolata, y | a-ya |
| Em7 | Am7 |
| Creole lady Marma | lade |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| V | oulez vous coucher ave | c moi? |
| Am7 | D11 |
| Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Em7 | Am7 |
| Creole lady Marma | lade |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | Em/B | B7 |
| Birds flying | high | you know how I fe | el | |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | Em/B | B7 |
| Sun in the sk | y | you know how I f | eel | |
| Em | Em7/D | C#m7b5 | Cmaj7 |
| Reeds driftin’ on b | y | you know how I | feel |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | B7 |
| Feeling good | | | |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | B7 |
| Fish in the | sea | you know how I feel | |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | B7 |
| River running | free | you know how I feel | |
| Em | Em7/D | C#m7b5 | Cmaj7 |
| Blossom o | n the tree | you know how I fe | el |
| Am7/G | F#m7b5 |
| It’s a n | ew life | |
| Em | Em(#5) | Em6 | Em(#5) |
| And I’m f | eeling good | | | |
| Em | Em7/D |
| Dragonfly o | ut in the sun |
| Cmaj7 | B7 |
| You know what I me | an, don’t you know |
| Em | Em7/D |
| Butterflies a | ll havin’ fun |
| Cmaj7 | B7 |
| You know what I m | ean |
| Em | Em7/D | C#m7b5 |
| Sleep in | peace when day is done | |
| Em | Em/D |
| And this o | ld world | |
| Am7/C | Am7/E |
| Is a n | ew world | |
| Am7/G | F#m7b5 |
| And a b | old world | |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | B7 |
| Stars | when you shine, | you know how I fe | el |
| Em | Em7/D | Cmaj7 | B7 |
| Scent of the | pine, | you know how I fe | el |
| Em | Em7/D | C#m7b5 | Cmaj7 |
| Oh freedom is | mine and I kn | ow how I fe | el |
| C#m7b5 | Cmaj7 |
| It’s a n | ew life | |
| C#m7b5 | Cmaj7 |
| It’s a n | ew life | |
| C#m7b5 | Cmaj7 |
| It’s a n | ew life | |
And I'm feeling
| Em | G |
| All around me are fa | miliar faces |
| D | A |
| Worn out places, | worn out faces |
| Em | G |
| Bright and early for their | daily races |
| D | A |
| Going nowhere, | going nowhere |
| Em | G |
| Their tears are filling | up their glasses |
| D | A |
| No expression, | no expression |
| Em | G |
| Hide my head, I want to | drown my sorrow |
| D | A |
| No tomorrow, | no tomorrow |
| Em | A | Em |
| And I find it kinda | funny, I find it kinda | sad |
| A | Em |
| The dreams in which I’m | dying are the best I’ve ever | had |
| A | Em |
| I find it hard to | tell you, ‘cause I find it hard to | take |
| A |
| When people run in | circles, it’s a very, very |
| Em | G |
| Children waiting for the | day they feel good |
| D | A |
| Happy birthday, | happy birthday |
| Em | G |
| And I feel the way that | every child should |
| D | A |
| Sit and listen, | sit and listen |
| Em | G |
| Went to school, and I was | very nervous |
| D | A |
| No one knew me, | no one knew me |
| Em | G |
| Hello, teacher, tell me | what’s my lesson |
| D | A |
| Look right through me, | look right through me |
| Em | A | Em |
| And I find it kinda | funny, I find it kinda | sad |
| A | Em |
| The dreams in which I’m | dying are the best I’ve ever | had |
| A | Em |
| I find it hard to | tell you, ‘cause I find it hard to | take |
| A |
| When people run in | circles, it’s a very, very |
| Em | A | Em |
| And I find it kinda | funny, I find it kinda | sad |
| A | Em |
| The dreams in which I’m | dying are the best I’ve ever | had |
| A | Em |
| I find it hard to | tell you, ‘cause I find it hard to | take |
| A |
| When people run in | circles, it’s a very, very |
| Em | A |
| Enlarging your w | orld |
| E | A | E |
| Ah | breaking rocks in the | hot | sun |
| E | A | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | B | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | A | E |
| I n | eeded money cause I | had | none |
| E | A | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | B | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| A |
| I l | eft my baby and I feel so bad |
| A |
| Well | she’s the best girl I’ve ever had |
| E | A | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | B | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| A | A | A | A |
| E | E | E | E |
| A | A | A | A |
| E | E | A | B |
| E | E | B | E |
| | | | |
| E | A | E |
| Ah | robbing people with a | six | gun |
| E | A | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | B | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | A | E |
| I m | iss my baby and um | good | fun |
| E | A | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | B | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| A |
| I l | eft my baby and I feel so bad |
| A |
| Well | she’s the best girl I’ve ever had |
| E | A | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | B | E |
| I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E |
| I’ve got my ticket for the long way round |
| A | E |
| Two bottles of whiskey for the | way |
| C#m | B | A |
| And I | sure would | like some | sweet company |
| Amaj7/C# | B | E |
| And I’m | leavin’ | tomorrow whadya | say |
| C#m | A |
| When I’m | gone, when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my | hair |
| A |
| You’re gonna | miss me everywhere |
| Amaj7/C# | B | E |
| You’re gonna | miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | A |
| When I’m | gone, when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my | walk |
| A |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my talk |
| Amaj7/C# | B | E |
| You’re gonna | miss me when I’m | gone |
| E |
| I’ve got my ticket for the long way ‘round |
| A | E |
| The | one with the prettiest of | views |
| C#m | B | A |
| It’s got | mountains, it’s got | rivers, it’s got | sights to give you shivers |
| Amaj7 | B | E |
| But it | sure would be | prettier with | you |
| C#m | A |
| When I’m | gone, when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my | walk |
| A |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my talk |
| Amaj7/C# | B | E |
| You’re gonna | miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | A |
| When I’m | gone, when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my | hair |
| A |
| You’re gonna | miss me everywhere |
| Amaj7/C# | B | E |
| You’re sure gonna | miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | A |
| When I’m | gone, when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna miss me when I’m | gone |
| C#m | B |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my | walk |
| A | Am |
| You’re gonna | miss me by my | talk |
| Amaj7/C# | B | E |
| You’re gonna | miss me when I’m | gone |
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A--3h5----------5--
| G | D | G |
| I thought love was | only true in | fairy tales |
| G | D | G |
| Meant for someone | else but not for | me |
| C | G |
| Love was out to | get me |
| C | G |
| That’s the way it | seemed |
| C | G | D | D7 |
| Disappointment | haunted all my | dreams | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Then I saw her face | | | now I’m a believer | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Not a t | race | | of doubt in my mind | | |
| G | C | G | F | D | D7 |
| I’m in l | ove | I’m a be | liever I couldn’t | leave her if I | tried | |
| G | D | G |
| I thought love was | more or less a | givin’ thing |
| G | D | G |
| Seems the more I | gave the less I | got |
| C | G |
| What’s the use in | tryin’? |
| C | G | D | D7 |
| When I needed | sunshine I got | rain | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Aw then I saw her face | | | now I’m a believer | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Not a t | race | | of doubt in my mind | | |
| G | C | G | F | D | D7 |
| I’m in l | ove | I’m a be | liever I couldn’t | leave her if I | tried | |
| C | G |
| Love was out to | get me |
| C | G |
| That’s the way it | seemed |
| C | G | D | D7 |
| Disappointment | haunted all my | dreams | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Aw then I saw her face | | | now I’m a believer | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Not a t | race | | of doubt in my mind | | |
| G | C | G | F | D | D7 |
| I’m in l | ove | I’m a be | liever I couldn’t | leave her if I | tried | |
| G | C/G | G | G | C/G | G |
| Yes I saw her f | ace | | now I’m a be | liever | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Not a t | race | | of doubt in my mind | | |
| G | F | G | F | G |
| Said I’m a | believer yeah | yeah yeah | yeah yeah | yeah | yeah |
| F | G | F | G | F | G |
| Yes | I’m a | believer yeah | yeah yeah | yeah yeah | yeah | yeah |