Originally in Eb, I play in D
| D | A | C | G |
| D | A | C | G |
Vox on the 1
| D | A |
| A lonely mother gazing | out of her window |
| C | G | |
| Staring a | t a son that she just can’t t | ouch |
| D | A | |
| If at any | time he’s in a jam, she’ll be | by his side |
| C | G | |
| But he doesn’t | realize he hurts her so | much |
Vox down to the 3 on “but”, up to the 4 (the 7 of the chord) on “helping”
| Dmaj7/A | A |
| But all the praying just ain’t | helping at all |
| C | G | |
| ‘Cause he can’t | seem to keep his self out of | trouble |
| D | A | |
| So he goes out | and he makes his money the best | way he knows how |
| C | G | |
| Another | body laying cold in the | gutter, listen to me |
| D | A |
| Don’t go chasing | waterfalls |
| C | G | |
| Please stick to the | rivers and the lakes that you’re | used to |
| D | A | |
| I know that you’re | gonna have it your way or | nothing at all |
| C | G | |
| But I think you’re | moving too fast |
| Dmaj7 | A |
| Little precious has a | natural obsession |
| C | G | |
| For tempt | ation but he just can’t | see |
| D | A |
| She gives him loving that his | body can’t handle |
| C | G | |
| But all h | e can say is “baby it’s g | ood to me” |
| D | A |
| One day he goes and takes a | glimpse in the mirror |
| C | G | |
| But he | doesn’t recognize his own | face |
| D | A |
| His health is fading and he | doesn’t know why |
| C | G | |
| Three letters | took him to his final | resting place, y’all don’t hear me? |
| D | A |
| Don’t go chasing | waterfalls |
| C | G | |
| Please stick to the | rivers and the lakes that you’re | used to |
| D | A | |
| I know that you’re | gonna have it your way or | nothing at all |
| C | G | |
| But I think you’re | moving too fast |
| D |
| Come on |
Spoken
| D | A |
| I seen a rainbow yesterday, but too many s | torms have come and gone |
| C | |
| Leavin’ a trace of not one god-given | ray, is it because my life is ten shades of gray? |
| G | |
| I pray all | ten fade away seldom praise him for the sunny days |
| Dmaj7 | A |
| And like his promises true only my faith can und | o |
| C | |
| The many chances I blew, to bring my life to an | ew |
| G | |
| Clear blue and unconditional skies, have dried the | tears from my eyes, no more lonely cries |
| D | |
| My o | nly bleedin’ hope, is for the folk who can’t cope |
| A | |
| With such an end | urin’ pain that it keeps ‘em in the pourin’ rain |
| C |
| Who’s to blame for tootin’ ‘caine into your own vein? |
| G |
| What a shame you shoot and aim for someone else’s brain |
| D | |
| You c | laim the insane and name this day in time for fallin’ prey |
| A | |
| To cr | ime I say the system got you victim to your own mind |
| C | G |
| Dreams are hopeless aspirations in hopes of comin’ | true, believe in yourself the rest is up to me and you |
| D | A |
| Don’t go chasing | waterfalls |
| C | G | |
| Please stick to the | rivers and the lakes that you’re | used to |
| D | A | |
| I know that you’re | gonna have it your way or | nothing at all |
| C | G | |
| But I think you’re | moving too fast |
| D | A |
| Don’t go chasing | waterfalls |
| C | G | |
| Please stick to the | rivers and the lakes that you’re | used to |
| D | A | |
| I know that you’re | gonna have it your way or | nothing at all |
| C | G | |
| But I think you’re m | oving too fast |
| D |