Dan’s Big Awesome Acoustic Songbook: Songs of the 21st century
January 2026 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 | | |
| G | A |
| I see you | driving round town with the | girl I love |
| C | G |
| And I’m like | forget you | |
| G | A |
| I guess the c | hange in my pocket | wasn’t enough |
| C | G |
| I’m like | forget you, and for | get her too |
| G | A |
| Said if | I was richer, I’d | still be with ya |
| C | G |
| Ha well, ain’t that some stuf | f |
| G | A |
| And although there’s | pain in my chest I still | wish you the best |
| G | A |
| I said I’m s | orry, I can’t afford a Fer | rari |
| C | G |
| But | that don’t mean I can’t get you there | |
| G | A |
| I guess he’s an | Xbox, and I’m more At | ari |
| C | G |
| But the | way you play your game ain’t fair | |
| G | A |
| I pity the | foooooool that | falls in love with you |
| C | G |
| (Oh yeah she’s a gold digger) w | ell (just thought you should know) |
| G | A | C |
| Ooooooooo, I | got some news for you, uh | huh |
| G |
| Yeah, go on an’ run an’ t | ell your lil’ boyfriend |
| G | A |
| I see you | driving round town with the | girl I love |
| C | G |
| And I’m like | forget you | |
| G | A |
| I guess the c | hange in my pocket | wasn’t enough |
| C | G |
| I’m like | forget you, and forg | et her too |
| G | A |
| Said if | I was richer, I’d | still be with ya |
| C | G |
| Ha well, ain’t that some stuf | f |
| G | A |
| And although there’s | pain in my chest I still | wish you the best |
| G | A | C | G |
| Now | I know that I had to | borrow, hah, | beg and steal and lie and che | at |
| G | A |
| Tryin to | keep ya, tryin’ to | please ya |
| C | G |
| ‘Cause | being in love with you girl ain’t cheap | |
| G | A |
| Now, I pity the | foooooool that | falls in love with you |
| C | G |
| (Oh yeah she’s a gold digger) w | ell (just thought you should know) |
| G | A | C |
| Ooooooooo, I | got some news for you, uh | huh |
| C |
| Ooh, I really hate you girl right now |
| G | A |
| I see you | driving round town with the | girl I love |
| C | G |
| And I’m like | forget you | ooo ooo ooo |
| G | A |
| I guess the c | hange in my pocket | wasn’t enough |
| C | G |
| I’m like | forget you, and forg | et her too |
| G | A |
| Said if | I was richer, I’d | still be with ya |
| C | G |
| Hah, well, ain’t that some stuf | f |
| G | A |
| And although there’s | pain in my chest I still | wish you the best |
| Bm | Em | Am | C/D |
| Now | baby, baby, baby why you | wanna wanna hurt me so | bad? (So bad, so bad | , so bad) |
| Bm | F#7 | Em | D/F# | G | G#dim7 | A | C/D |
| I | tried to tell my | mama but she | told me | This is o | ne for y | our dad, | she | did |
| A |
| And I was like | ugh, why? |
| Em | D/F# | G | G#dim7 |
| Baby | → | → | |
| C | D |
| Oh, I still love y | ou, oh |
| G | A |
| I see you | driving round town with the | girl I love |
| G | A |
| I guess the c | hange in my pocket | wasn’t enough |
| C | G |
| I’m like | forget you, and forg | et her too |
| G | A |
| If | I was richer, I’d | still be with ya |
| C | G |
| Ha well, ain’t that some stuf | f |
| G | A |
| And although there’s | pain in my chest I still | wish you the best |
| 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 |
| Em | G |
| She | played the fiddle | in an Irish band |
| D | Cadd9 |
| But she | fell in love | with an English man |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Kissed her on the neck and | then I took her by the hand |
| D |
| Said | baby I just want to dance |
| Em | G |
| I met her on | Grafton street | right outside of the bar |
| D | C |
| She shared a | cigarette with me while | her brother played the guitar |
| Em | G |
| She asked me | what does it mean the | Gaelic ink on your arm? |
| D |
| Said it was | one of my friend’s songs do you want to drink on? |
| Em | G |
| She took | Jamie as a cha | ser, Jack for the fun |
| D | C |
| She got | Arthur on the table, | with Johnny riding a shotgun |
| Am7 | G |
| Chatted some more, | one more drink at the bar |
| D |
| Then put | Van on the jukebox, got up to dance, you know |
| C | G |
| She | played a fiddle | in an Irish band |
| D | C |
| But she | fell in love | with an English man |
| C | G |
| Kissed her on the neck and | then I took her by the hand |
| D |
| Said | baby I just want to dance |
| Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| With my pretty little | Galway | Girl | | |
| Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| You’re my pretty little | Galway | Girl | | |
| Em | G |
| You know she | beat me at darts and | then she beat me at pool |
| D | C |
| And then she | kissed me like there was no | body else in the room |
| Em | G |
| As last | orders were called was | when she stood on the stool |
| D |
| After | dancing the Ceili singing to trad tunes |
| Em | G |
| I never | heard Carrickfergus | ever sung so sweet |
| D | C |
| A cap | pella in the bar us | ing her feet for the beat |
| Am7 | G |
| Oh, I could | have that voice playing | on repeat for a week |
| D |
| And in this | packed out room swear she was singing to me, you know |
| C | G |
| She | played a fiddle | in an Irish band |
| D | C |
| But she | fell in love | with an English man |
| C | G |
| Kissed her on the neck and | then I took her by the hand |
| D |
| Said | baby I just want to dance |
| Cadd9 | G |
| My pretty little | Galway | Girl |
| D | Em | Cadd9 | G |
| My, my, my, | my, my, my, my | Galway | Girl |
| D | Em | Cadd9 | G |
| My, my, my, | my, my, my, my | Galway | Girl |
| D | Em | Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| My, my, my, | my, my, my, my | Galway | Girl | | |
| Em | G |
| And now we’ve | outstayed our welcome | and it’s closing time |
| D | C |
| I was | holding her hand, her | hand was holding mine |
| Em | G |
| Our | coats both smell of | smoke, whiskey and wine |
| D |
| As we | fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night |
| Em | G |
| I | walked her home | then she took me inside |
| D | C |
| Finish | some Doritos and a | nother bottle of wine |
| Em | G |
| I | swear I’m going to put you | in a song that I write |
| D |
| About a | Galway Girl and a perfect night |
| Em | G |
| She | played the fiddle | in an Irish band |
| D | C |
| But she | fell in love | with an English man |
| C | G |
| Kissed her on the neck and | then I took her by the hand |
| D |
| Said | baby I just want to dance |
| Cadd9 | G |
| My pretty little | Galway | Girl |
| D | Em | Cadd9 | G |
| My, my, my, | my, my, my, my | Galway | Girl |
| D | Em | Cadd9 | G |
| My, my, my, | my, my, my, my | Galway | Girl |
| D | Em | Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| My, my, my, | my, my, my, my | Galway | Girl | | |
| Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| Cadd9 | G | D | Em |
| E | C#m7 |
| I found a | love, for | me |
| Aadd9 | B |
| Darling, just | dive right in, and follow my | lead |
| E | C#m7 |
| Well, I found a | girl beauti | ful and sweet |
| Aadd9 | B |
| I never | knew you were the someone waiting for | me |
| B | E |
| Cause w | e were just kids when we | fell in love |
| C#m7 | Aadd9 | E | B |
| Not knowing | what it was, I will not | give you up this | ti-i-i | ime |
| E | C#m7 |
| Darling just | kiss me slow, your heart is | all I own |
| Aadd9 | B |
| And in your | eyes you’re holding mi | ne |
| B | C#m7 | Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| Baby, | I’m, d | ancing in the | dark, with | you between my | arms |
| Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| Barefoot on the g | rass, | listening to our | favorite song |
| Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| When you s | aid you looked a | mess, I whispered | underneath my b | reath |
| Aadd9 | E | B | E |
| You h | eard it, darling | you look | perfect ton | ight |
| E | B/D# | C#m7 | B | A | B |
| → | → | → | → | | |
| E | C#m7 |
| Well, I found a | woman, stronger than | anyone I know |
| Aadd9 | B |
| She shares my | dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her | home |
| E | C#m7 |
| I found a l | ove, to carry | more than just my secrets |
| Aadd9 | B |
| To carry | love, to carry children of our | own |
| E | C#m7 |
| We are still kids, but we’re | so in love, fighting a | gainst all odds |
| Aadd9 | E | B |
| I know we’ll | be alright this | ti-i-i | ime |
| E | C#m7 |
| Darling just | hold my hand, be my girl, I’ll | be your man |
| Aadd9 | B |
| I see my | future in your e | yes |
| C#m7 | Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| Baby, | I’m d | ancing in the d | ark, with | you between my | arms |
| Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| Barefoot on the g | rass, | listening to our | favorite song |
| Aadd9 | E | B |
| When I s | aw you in that dr | ess, looking so b | eautiful |
| C#m7 | Aadd9 | E | B | E |
| I | don’t des | erve this, darling | you look | perfect ton | ight |
| C#m7 | Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| Baby, | I’m d | ancing in the d | ark, with | you between my | arms |
| Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| Barefoot on the g | rass, | listening to our | favorite song |
| Aadd9 | E | B | C#m7 |
| I have f | aith in what I | see, now I know | I have met an | angel |
| Aadd9 | E | B |
| In p | erson, and | she looks | perfect |
| E/G# | Aadd9 | Bsus4 | B | E |
| No I | don’t de | serve this, | you look | perfect ton | ight |
| E | B/D# | C#m7 | B | A | B | E |
| → | → | → | → | | | |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| | When your legs don’t work like they us | ed to before | |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| A | nd I can’t sweep you off of your fe | et | |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| W | ill your mouth still remember the ta | ste of my lo | ve |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| Wi | ll your eyes still smile fro | m your cheeks | |
| A | A/C# | D | E | A | A/C# | D | E |
| And darling | I, wi | ll, be loving y | ou, t | ill we’re seventy | | | | |
| A | A/C# | D | E | A | A/C# |
| And baby my | , hea | rt, could still fall a | s h | ard at twenty- | three | |
| D | E |
| And I’m thinking ‘b | out how |
| Bm7 | E7 | A |
| People fall in love in myst | erious | ways |
| Bm7 | E7 |
| Maybe just the touch of a h | and |
| Bm7 | E | F#m |
| Well | me, I fall in love with you e | very single d | ay |
| Bm7 | E |
| And | I just wanna tell you I | am |
| E | A | A/C# |
| Take me i | nto your loving a | rms | |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Kiss me un | der the light of a th | ousand st | ars |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Place your | head on my beating | heart | |
| D | E |
| I’m thinking | out l | oud |
| F#m | E | D | A/C# | Bm7 | E | A |
| And maybe | we f | ound | love | right wh | ere w | e ar | e |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| Whe | n my hair’s all but gone and my me | mory fades | |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| A | nd the crowds don’t remember my n | ame | |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| When | my hands don’t pl | ay the strings | the same way, mmm |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| I | know you will still love me the s | ame | |
| A | A/C# | D | E | A | A/C# | D | E |
| Cause honey yo | ur, s | oul, could never gr | ow, old | , it’s evergre | en | | | |
| A | A/C# | D | E | A | A/C# |
| And baby yo | ur, smi | le’s, forever in | my m | ind and mem | ory | |
| D | E |
| I’m thinking ‘ | bout how |
| Bm7 | E7 | A |
| People fall in love in mys | terious | ways |
| Bm7 | E7 |
| And m | aybe it’s all part of a | plan |
| Bm7 | E | F#m |
| Well I | ’ll just keep on making the s | ame mista | kes |
| Bm7 | E |
| Hoping that you’ll understa | nd |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Take me i | nto your loving ar | ms | |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Kiss me un | der the light of a th | ousand st | ars |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Place your h | ead on my beating he | art | |
| D | E |
| I’m thinking | out l | oud |
| F#m | E | D | A/C# | Bm7 | E | A |
| That maybe | we f | ound | love | right wh | ere w | e ar | e |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| A | A/C# | D | E |
| | | | Ah la la la la |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Take me i | nto your loving a | rms | |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Kiss me u | nder the light of a th | ousand st | ars, oh darling |
| D | E | A | A/C# |
| Place your h | ead on my beating he | art | |
| D | E |
| I’m thinking | out l | oud |
| F#m | E | D | A/C# | Bm7 | E | A |
| That maybe | we f | ound | love ri | ght w | here | we a | re |
| F#m | E | D | A/C# | Bm7 | E | A |
| Baby, | we f | ound | love r | ight w | here | we a | re |
| F#m | E | D | A/C# | Bm7 | E | A |
| And | we f | ound | love | right w | here | we a | re |
| 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 |
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| 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 you 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 |
| Em |
| Gimme, gimme, gimme some time to think |
| B |
| I’m in the bathroom, looking at me |
| D | A |
| Face in the mirror is all I need | |
| Em |
| Waiting till the reaper takes my life |
| B |
| Never gonna get me out alive |
| D | A |
| I will live a thousand million lives | |
| Em | B |
| My | patience is waning, is | this entertaining? |
| D | D | A |
| Our | patience is waning, is t | his enterta | ining? |
| Em | B |
| I-I-I, got this | feeling, yeah, you know |
| D |
| Where I’m | losing all control |
| A |
| ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em | B |
| I-I-I, got this | feeling in my soul |
| D |
| Go a | head and throw your stones |
| A |
| ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em |
| Playing with a stick of dynamite |
| B |
| There was never gray in black and white |
| D | A |
| There was never wrong till there was right | |
| Em |
| Feeling like a boulder hurtling |
| B |
| Seeing all the vultures circling |
| D |
| Burning in the flames, I’m working in |
| A |
| Turning in a bed, that’s darkening |
| Em | B |
| My | patience is waning, is | this entertaining? |
| D | D | A |
| Our | patience is waning, is t | his enterta | ining? |
| Em | B |
| I-I-I, got this | feeling, yeah, you know |
| D |
| Where I’m | losing all control |
| A |
| ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em | B |
| I-I-I, got this | feeling in my soul |
| D |
| Go a | head and throw your stones |
| A |
| ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em | B | D | A |
| | | ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em |
| Look in the | mirror of my mind |
| B |
| Turning the | pages of my life |
| D | A |
| Walking the | path so many paced a million | times |
| Em |
| Drown out the | voices in the air |
| B |
| Leaving the | ones that never cared |
| D | A |
| Picking the | pieces up and building to the | sky |
| Em | B |
| My | patience is waning, is | this entertaining? |
| D | A7 |
| Our | patience is waning, is t | his entertaining? |
| Em | B |
| I-I-I, got this | feeling, yeah, you know |
| D |
| Where I’m | losing all control |
| A |
| ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em | B |
| I-I-I, got this | feeling in my soul |
| D |
| Go a | head and throw your stones |
| A |
| ‘Cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| Em | B |
| There goes my | mind, don’t | mind |
| Em | B |
| There goes my | mind, don’t | mind |
| D | A |
| There goes my | mind, ‘cause there’s | magic in my bones |
| 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 |
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|
| 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 |
| There’ 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 |
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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 |
| Em | B7 | Em | B7 | Em | B7 |
| Em | B7 | Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 | B7sus | B7 |
| | | | | | |
| G | D |
| Since the | moment I spotted you |
| F | C |
| Like walkin’ round with little | wings on my shoes |
| G | D | C |
| My stomach’s | filled with the butterf | lies, ooh and it’s alright |
| G | D |
| Bouncin’ | round from cloud to cloud |
| F | C |
| I got the feelin’ like I’m | never gonna come down |
| G | D | C |
| If I said I didn’t | like it then you know I | lied |
| Am |
| Everytime I try to talk to you |
| Am |
| Turns out that | everything I say to you |
| C |
| Comes out | wrong and never comes out right |
| G | D |
| So I’ll say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| C |
| And | take on the world and be together forever |
| G | D | C |
| Heads we wil | l and tails we’ll | try again |
| G | D |
| So I say | why don’t you and | I hold each other |
| C |
| And | fly to the moon and straight on to heaven |
| G | D | C |
| Cause without | you they’re never gonna l | et me in |
| Em | B7 | Em | B7 | Em | B7 |
| Em | B7 | Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 | B7sus | B7 |
| | | | | | |
| G | D |
| When’s this | fever gonna break |
| F | C |
| I think I’ve handled more than | any man can take |
| G | D | C |
| I’m like a love-sick | puppy chasin’ you aro | und, ooh and it’s alright |
| G | D |
| Bouncin’ | round from cloud to cloud |
| F | C |
| I got the feelin’ like I’m | never gonna come down |
| G | D | C |
| If I said I didn’t | like it then you know I | lied |
| Am |
| And | everytime I try to talk to you |
| Am |
| Turns out that | everything I say to you |
| C |
| Comes out | wrong and never comes out right |
| G | D |
| So I’ll say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| C |
| And | take on the world and be together forever |
| G | D | C | C |
| Heads we wil | l and tails we’ll | try again | |
| G | D |
| So I say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| C |
| And | fly to the moon and straight on to heaven |
| G | D | C |
| Cause without | you they’re never gonna l | et me in |
| Am |
| Slowly I begin to realize |
| C |
| This is never gonna end |
| Am |
| Right about the | same time you walk by |
| C |
| And I say O | h here we go again, oh |
| Am |
| Everytime I try to talk to you |
| Am |
| Turns out that | everything I say to you |
| C |
| Comes out | wrong and never comes out right |
| G | D |
| So I’ll say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| C |
| And | take on the world and be together forever |
| G | D | C |
| Heads we wil | l and tails we’ll | try again |
| G | D |
| So I say | why don’t you and | I get together |
| C |
| And | fly to the moon and straight on to heaven |
| G | D | C |
| 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 |
| E |
| Goodbye, should be sayin’ that to you by now, shouldn’t I? |
| E | E/D# | C#m |
| Layin’ down a law that | I l | ive by |
| E |
| I’ve got a t | hick tongue |
| E |
| Brimming with the words that go u | nsung |
| E/D# | C#m |
| Simmer then the I burn | f | or a someone |
| A | Bsus4 | B |
| And I te | ll myself to let the story e | nd, | oh |
| E/G# | C#m |
| And my heart | will rest in someone else’s han | d |
| A | Bsus4 | B |
| My w | hy not me philosophy bega | n, | and I say |
| E | C#m |
| Ooh, how’m I gonna get over you? | |
| A | B |
| I’ll be a | lright, just not | tonight, someday |
| E | C#m |
| Hey, oh I wish you’d want me to stay | |
| A | B |
| I’ll be a | lright, just not tonight | |
| E |
| Maybe, it’s a vicious little word that could slay me |
| E | E/D# | C#m |
| Keep me when I’m hurtin | g | you make me |
| E |
| Well, n | o more, I won’t beg to buy a shot at your back door |
| E | E/D# | C#m |
| If I m | ake it at the thought o | f y | ou, what for? |
| Dsus2 |
| That’s not m | e anymore |
| A | Bsus4 | B |
| And I’m n | ot the girl that I intend to be | | |
| E/G# | C#m |
| I d | are you darling, just you wait and se | e |
| A | Bsus4 | B |
| But t | his time not for you but just for me | , | I say |
| E | C#m |
| Ooh, how’m I gonna get over you? | |
| A | B |
| I’ll be a | lright, just not | tonight, someday |
| E | C#m |
| Hey, oh I wish you’d want me to stay | |
| A | B |
| I’ll be a | lright, just not tonight | |
| Am | E | C#m |
| Say it’s coming | soon, someday without | you |
| C | B |
| All I can do is | get me past the | ghost of you |
| Am | E | C#m |
| Wave goodbye to | me, I won’t say I’m | sorry |
| C | B |
| I’ll be alright, | once I find the | other side of |
| E | C#m |
| Ooh, how’m I gonna get over you? | |
| A | B |
| I’ll be a | lright, just not | tonight, someday |
| E | C#m |
| Hey, oh I wish you’d want me to stay | |
| A | B |
| I’ll be a | lright, just not tonight | |
| 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? |
| Em | C |
| Este’s, a fri | end of mine |
| D | Am | Em |
| We m | eet up every Tuesday night for d | inner and a glass of w | ine |
| Em | C |
| Este’s, been l | osin’ sleep |
| D | Am | Em |
| Her h | usband’s actin’ different and it s | mells like infidelit | y |
| Em | G | D |
| She says, that ain’t my Mer | lot on his mouth | |
| Am | Em |
| That ain’t my j | ewelry on our joint accoun | t |
| Em | G | D |
| No, there a | in’t no doubt | |
I think I’m gonna call him out
| Em | Am | C | D |
| She says, | I think he d | id it, but I j | ust can’t p | rove it |
| Em | Am | C | D |
| I think he d | id it, but I j | ust can’t pr | ove it |
| Em | Am | G | D |
| I think he d | id it, but I j | ust can’t pr | ove it |
| Em | Am | D | Em |
| No, no b | ody, no crime, but | I ain’t lettin’ up until the day I d | ie |
| Em | C | D | Am | Em |
| No, | no | | I think he d | id it |
| Em | C | D | Am |
| No, | no | he | did it |
| Em | C | D |
| Este, w | asn’t there T | uesday night at Olive Gardеn |
| Am | Em |
| At her job or anyw | here |
| Em | C |
| Hе reports his m | issing wife |
| D |
| And I | noticed when I passed his house |
| Am | Em |
| His | truck has got some brand new t | ires |
| Em | G | D |
| And his m | istress moved in | |
| Am | Em |
| Sleeps in E | ste’s bed and everyth | ing |
| Em | G | D |
| No, there a | in’t no doubt | |
| D |
| Somebody’s gotta catch him now, | ‘cause |
| Em | Am | C | D |
| I think he d | id it, but I j | ust can’t pr | ove it |
| Em | Am | C | D |
| I think he d | id it, but I j | ust can’t pr | ove it |
| Em | Am | G | D |
| I think he d | id it, but I j | ust can’t pr | ove it |
| Em | Am |
| No, no b | ody, no crime |
| D | Em |
| But | I ain’t lettin’ up until the day I d | ie |
| Em | C | D | Am | Em |
| No, | no | | I think he d | id it |
| Am | Em |
| Good thing my daddy made me get a boating l | icense when I was fifteen |
| Am | Em |
| And I’ve cleaned enough houses to know ho | w to cover up a scene |
| Bm | Em |
| Good thing Este’s sister’s gonna sw | ear she was with me |
| Am | B7 |
| Good thing his mistress took out a big l | ife insurance policy |
| Em | Am | C | D |
| They think she d | id it, but they j | ust can’t p | rove it |
| Em | Am | C | D |
| They think she d | id it, but they j | ust can’t p | rove it |
| Em | Am | G | D |
| She thinks I d | id it, but she j | ust can’t pr | ove it |
| Em | Am |
| No, no b | ody, no crime |
| C | D |
| I w | asn’t lettin’ up until the d | ay he |
| Em | Am |
| No, no b | ody, no crime |
| C | D |
| I w | asn’t lettin’ up until the d | ay he |
| Em | Am |
| No, no b | ody, no crime |
| D | Em |
| I w | asn’t lettin’ up until the day he di | ed |
| G | Am |
| I was | riding shotgun with my | hair undone |
| C | D |
| In the | front seat of his | car |
| G | Am |
| He’s got a | one-hand feel on the | steering wheel |
| C | D |
| The | other on my | heart |
| G | Am |
| I look around, turn the | radio down |
| C | D |
| He says | baby is something | wrong? |
| G | Am | C | D |
| I | say nothing I was | just thinking how | we don’t have a | song, and he says |
| G | Am |
| Our song is the | slamming screen door |
| C | D |
| Sneakin’ out late, tapping | on your window |
| G | Am | C |
| When we’re on the p | hone and you talk r | eal slow |
| D | G |
| Cause it’s | late and your mama don’t | know |
| G | Am |
| Our song is the | way you laugh |
| C | D |
| The | first date man, I didn’t | kiss her, and I should have |
| Am | G/B | C | G |
| Asking g | od i | f | he could play it aga | in |
| G | Am |
| I was walking up the | front porch steps |
| C | D |
| After | everything | that day |
| G | Am |
| Had | gone all wrong and been | trampled on |
| C | D |
| And | lost and thrown a... | way |
| G | Am |
| Got to the hallway, | well on my way |
| G | Am |
| I | almost didn’t notice | all the roses |
| C | D |
| And the note that | said |
| G | Am |
| Our song is the | slamming screen door |
| C | D |
| Sneakin’ out late, tapping | on your window |
| G | Am | C |
| When we’re on the p | hone and you talk r | eal slow |
| D | G |
| Cause it’s | late and your mama don’t | know |
| G | Am |
| Our song is the | way you laugh |
| C | D |
| The | first date man, I didn’t | kiss her, and I should have |
| Am | D | Am |
| And when I got | home, ‘fore I said a | men |
| Am | G/B | C | G |
| Asking g | od i | f | he could play it aga | in |
| Am | Am | C | C |
| I’ve | heard every | album, listened | to the radi | o |
| G | D | Am |
| Waited for | something to | come along |
| C |
| That was as | good as our song |
| G | Am |
| ‘Cause our song is the | slamming screen door |
| C | D | G |
| Sneaking out late, tapping | on his win | dow |
| G | Am | C |
| When we’re on the p | hone and he talks real | slow |
| D | G |
| Cause it’s late | and his mama don’t | know |
| G | Am |
| Our song is the | way he laughs |
| C | D |
| The | first date man, I didn’t | kiss him, and I should have |
| Am | D | Am |
| And when I got | home, ‘fore I said | amen |
| Am | G/B | C | G |
| Asking g | od i | f | he could play it aga | in |
| G | Am |
| I was | riding shotgun with my | hair undone |
| C | D |
| In the | front seat of his | car |
| G | Am |
| I grabbed a pen and an | old napkin |
| C |
| And I | wrote down our song |
| 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
| Dadd9 | A |
| I remember when we broke | up, the first time |
| E | F#m7 |
| Saying this is it I’ve had e | nough, cause like |
| Dadd9 | A |
| We | hadn’t seen each other in a | month, when you |
| E | F#m7 |
| Said you, needed, | space, what? |
| Dadd9 | A |
| Then you come around again and | say, baby |
| E | F#m7 |
| I | miss you and I swear I’m gonna | change, trust me |
| Dadd9 | A |
| Reme | mber how that lasted for a | day, I say |
| E | F#m7 |
| I | hate you, we break up, you | call me, I love you |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| Ooh, ooh | ooh ooh ooh, we | called it off a | gain last night |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| But | ooh, ooh | ooh ooh ooh, | this time, I’m | telling you I’m telling you |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We are | never ever eve | r getting | back toge | ther |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We are | never ever eve | r getting | back toge | ther |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| You go talk to | your friends talk to | my friends talk to me | | |
| Dadd9 | A | E |
| But | we are | never ever ever eve | r, getting back together |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| | Like, | ever | |
| Dadd9 | A |
| I’m | really gonna miss you picking | fights, and me |
| E | F#m7 |
| Falling for it screaming that I’m | right, and you |
| Dadd9 | A |
| Would | hide away and find your peace of | mind, with some |
| E | F#m7 |
| Indie record that’s much | cooler than mine |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| Ooh, ooh | ooh ooh ooh, you | called me up a | gain last night |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| But | ooh, ooh | ooh ooh ooh, | this time, I’m | telling you I’m telling you |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We are | never ever eve | r getting | back toge | ther |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We are | never ever eve | r getting | back toge | ther |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| You go talk to | your friends talk to | my friends talk to me | | |
| Dadd9 | A | E |
| But | we are | never ever ever eve | r, getting back together |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| Ooh, | | oo | h | |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| Ooh, | | oh | h | |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| I used to | think, that | we, were fore | ver ever |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| And | I used to | say, | never say | never |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 |
| Ugh so he calls m | e up and he’s li | ke ‘I still love you a | nd I’m like ‘I’m just sick of it |
| Dadd9 | A | E |
| I mean | this is exhausting you k | now like, we are never getting | back together like ever, noooo |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We are | never ever eve | r getting | back toge | ther |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We are | never ever eve | r getting | back toge | ther |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| You go talk to | your friends talk to m | y friends talk to me | | |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| But | we are | never ever eve | r ever | getting | back together |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We, oo | h | ooh, getting | back | together |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| We, oo | h | ooh, getting | back | together |
| Dadd9 | A | E | F#m7 | E/G# |
| You go talk to you | r friends talk to my | friends talk to m | e | |
| Dadd9 | A | E | E |
| We are | never ever eve | r ever | getting back together |
| A | E |
| You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, she’s upse | t |
| Bm |
| She’s going off about something that you | said |
| D |
| ‘Cause she doesn’t get your humor like | I do |
| A | E |
| I’m in the room, it’s a typical Tuesday n | ight |
| Bm |
| I’m listening to the kind of music she doesn’t l | ike |
| D |
| And she’ll never know your story like | I do |
| Bm | D |
| But | she wears short skirts, | I wear T-shirts |
| A | E |
| She’s cheer captain and | I’m on the bleachers |
| Bm | D |
| Dreaming ‘bout the day when you | wake up and find |
| E |
| That what you’re | looking for has been here the whole time |
| A |
| If you could | see that I’m the one who understands you |
| E | Bm |
| Been here all along, so why can’t you | see? |
| D | A |
| You belong with | me, you belong with | me |
| A | E |
| Walkin’ the streets with you and your worn out j | eans |
| Bm |
| I can’t help thinking this is how it ought to | be |
| D |
| Laughing on a park bench, thinking to my | self, hey, isn’t this easy |
| A | E |
| And | you’ve got a smile that could light up this whole t | own |
| Bm |
| I haven’t seen it in a while since she brought you | down |
You say you’re fine, I know you better than that
| D |
| Hey, whatcha doing with a girl like that |
| Bm | D |
| She wears high heels, | I wear sneakers |
| A | E |
| She’s cheer captain and | I’m on the bleachers |
| Bm | D |
| Dreaming about the day when you | wake up and find |
| E |
| That what you’re | looking for has been here the whole time |
| A |
| If you could | see that I’m the one who understands you |
| E | Bm |
| Been here all along, so why can’t you | see? |
| A |
| Standing by and waiting at your back door |
| E | Bm |
| All this time how could you not know, bab | y |
| D | A |
| You belong with | me, you belong with m | e |
| Bm |
| Oh, I remember you | drivin’ to my house |
| D |
| In the | middle of the night |
| A |
| I’m the | one who makes you laugh |
| E |
| When you | know you’re about to cry |
| Bm |
| I | know your favorite songs |
| D |
| And you | tell me ‘bout your dreams |
| A |
| Think I | know where you belong |
| E |
| Think I | know it’s with me |
| A |
| Can’t you | see that I’m the one who understands you |
| E | Bm |
| Been here all along, so why can’t you | see? |
| A |
| Standing by and waiting at your back door |
| E | Bm |
| All this time how could you not know, bab | y |
| D | A |
| You belong with | me, you belong with | me |
| Bm |
| Have you ever thought just mayb | e |
| D | A |
| You belong with | me, you belong with | me |
| 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?) |
| A6 | Bm7/A | Cdim7 | C#dim7 | Bm7 | Ebdim7 | E7 |
| I’m | dreaming o | f | a | white | Christm | as |
| Bm7 | D6 | E7 |
| Just like the | ones I u | sed to |
| A6 | G#/A | A |
| Know, | → | where the |
| A | A7 | A6 | Ebdim7 |
| Tree | tops | glisten | |
| Bm7 | Bm7b5 |
| And | children | listen |
| A/E | Bm7 | B7 | E7 |
| To | hear | sleigh bells in the sno | w | |
| A6 | Ab/A | A | Bm7/A | Cdim7 | C#dim7 | Bm7 | Ebdim7 | E7 |
| I’m | → | → | dreaming o | f | a | white | Christm | as |
| Bm7 | D6 | E7 | A | G#/A | A |
| With every | Christmas | card I | write | → | |
| A | A7 | A6 | D6 | G9 |
| May your | days | be | merry and | bright | |
| A | A6 | Bm7 | E7 |
| And may | all | your | Christmas | es be |
| A6 | Ab/A | A | Bm7/A | Cdim7 | C#dim7 | Bm7 | Ebdim7 | E7 |
| I’m | → | → | dreaming o | f | a | white | Christm | as |
| Bm7 | D6 | E7 |
| Just like the | ones I | used to |
| A | G#/A | A |
| K | now, | → | where he |
| A | A7 | A6 | Ebdim7 |
| Tree | tops | glisten | |
| Bm7 | Bm7b5 |
| And | children | listen |
| A/E | Bm7 | B7 | E7 |
| To | hear | sleigh bells in the sno | w | |
| A6 | Bm7/A | Cdim7 | C#dim7 | Bm7 | Ebdim7 | E7 |
| I’m | dreaming o | f | a | white | Christm | as |
| Bm7 | D6 | E7 | A | G#/A | A |
| With every | Christmas | card I | write | → | |
| A | A6 | A7 | A7-9 | D6 | G9 |
| May your | days | be | merry | and | bright | |
| A | A7 | A6 | D6 | G9 |
| May your | days | be | merry and | bright | |
| A | A6 | Bm7 | E7 | A6 |
| And may | all | your | Christmas | es be | white |
| 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 |
It’s all cold down along the beach
The wind's whipping down the boardwalk, hey band
You guys know what time of year it is?
What time, huh? What? What? Oh, Christmas time!
You guys all, you guys all been good and practicing real hard?
Yeah? Clarence, you been, you been rehearsing real hard now
So Santa'll bring you a new saxophone, right?
Everybody out there been good, or what?
Oh, that's not many, not many, you guys are in trouble out here, come on
| A | D | E |
| Yeah you | better watch out you | better not | cry |
| A | D | E |
| You | better not pout I’m | telling you | why |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | F#m | D | E | A | D | E |
| Santa | Clause is | coming | to | town | | |
| A | D | E |
| He’s | making a list he’s | checking it | twice |
| A | D | E |
| He’s | gonna find out who’s | naughty or | nice |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | F#m | D | E | A | A7 |
| Santa | Clause is | coming | to | town | |
| E | D#dim7 | A |
| He | sees you | when you’re | sleeping |
| E | D#dim7 | A |
| He | knows when | you’re | awake |
| B7 |
| He | knows if you’ve been bad or good |
| E |
| You | better be good for goodness sake, you better be good for goodness sake |
| A | D | E |
| You | better watch out you | better not | cry |
| A | D | E |
| You | better not pout I’m | telling you | why |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | F#m | D | E | A |
| Santa | Clause is | coming | to | town |
| E | D#dim7 | A |
| He | sees you | when you’re | sleeping |
| E | D#dim7 | A |
| He | knows when | you’re | awake |
| B7 |
| He | knows if you’ve been bad or good |
| E |
| You | better be good for goodness sake, you better be good for goodness sake |
| A | A/G | D/F# | Dm/F |
| You | better watch | out you | better not | cry |
| A | A/G | D/F# | Dm/F |
| You | better not | pout I’m | telling you | why |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | F#m | D | E | A |
| Santa | Clause is | coming | to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| A | D | E |
| Santa Clause is | coming to | town |
| 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 |
D------3-3--5p3--3-
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 |