[Intro]
[D]
[Verse 1]
You [D]don't know why, you can't make it stop
You were [G]hooked with your daddy's hand-me-down flat top
The [D]first time that you made your first love [G]cry
And the [D]words you wrote were running from her eyes
[G]Down on the paper, made you feel so alive
So you [D]packed up your pickup and crossed that Tennessee [G]line
[Chorus 1]
You're always [G]searching for a little something different to say
In the [Bm]Bible, from a woman who's standing on the stage
You get [G]told you fit in, you get told you don't be[D]lo[D/C#]ng[A]
You drink too [G]much in a smokey little bar downtown
Stumble [Bm]home when it's time to throw in the towel
Wake [G]up in the morning, look out, and the sunlight [D]hu[D/C#]rts[A]
Find your [Bm]old guitar, write down another [G]verse
In the land of a million [D]songs[G]
[Verse 2]
Every[D]body's got a story that needs to be sold
And they [G]pray someday they'll hang a little gold
And [D]ride back to their hometown with their head held [G]high
On any [D]given day, there's a dream, there's a chance
That [G]lightning will strike at the end of a pen
And all the [D]leaving, and losing, will all be worth the [G]fight
[Chorus 2]
You're always [G]searching for a little something different to say
In the [Bm]Bible, from a woman who's standing on the stage
You get [G]told you fit in, you get told you don't be[D]lo[D/C#]ng[A]
You take that [G]loading dock job just to pay the rent
You [Bm]learn a few things from them hard-working men
You [G]listen to 'em laugh and you listen to 'em [D]cu[D/C#]rse[A]
You find your [Bm]old guitar and write down another [G]verse
In the land of a million songs
[Solo}
[D] [G] [D] [G]
[Bridge]
[D]Some will come and some will [G]go
If you don't [D]lay it all out there, you'll never [G]know
[Chorus 1]
You're always [G]searching for a little something different to say
In the [Bm]Bible, from a woman who's standing on the stage
You get [G]told you fit in, you get told you don't be[D]lo[D/C#]ng[A]
You drink too [G]much in a smokey little bar downtown
Stumble [Bm]home when it's time to throw in the towel
Wake [G]up in the morning, look out, and the sunlight [D]hu[D/C#]rts[A]
Find your [Bm]old guitar, write down another [G]verse
In the land of a million [D]songs [G]
[D]
[Verse 1]
You [D]don't know why, you can't make it stop
You were [G]hooked with your daddy's hand-me-down flat top
The [D]first time that you made your first love [G]cry
And the [D]words you wrote were running from her eyes
[G]Down on the paper, made you feel so alive
So you [D]packed up your pickup and crossed that Tennessee [G]line
[Chorus 1]
You're always [G]searching for a little something different to say
In the [Bm]Bible, from a woman who's standing on the stage
You get [G]told you fit in, you get told you don't be[D]lo[D/C#]ng[A]
You drink too [G]much in a smokey little bar downtown
Stumble [Bm]home when it's time to throw in the towel
Wake [G]up in the morning, look out, and the sunlight [D]hu[D/C#]rts[A]
Find your [Bm]old guitar, write down another [G]verse
In the land of a million [D]songs[G]
[Verse 2]
Every[D]body's got a story that needs to be sold
And they [G]pray someday they'll hang a little gold
And [D]ride back to their hometown with their head held [G]high
On any [D]given day, there's a dream, there's a chance
That [G]lightning will strike at the end of a pen
And all the [D]leaving, and losing, will all be worth the [G]fight
[Chorus 2]
You're always [G]searching for a little something different to say
In the [Bm]Bible, from a woman who's standing on the stage
You get [G]told you fit in, you get told you don't be[D]lo[D/C#]ng[A]
You take that [G]loading dock job just to pay the rent
You [Bm]learn a few things from them hard-working men
You [G]listen to 'em laugh and you listen to 'em [D]cu[D/C#]rse[A]
You find your [Bm]old guitar and write down another [G]verse
In the land of a million songs
[Solo}
[D] [G] [D] [G]
[Bridge]
[D]Some will come and some will [G]go
If you don't [D]lay it all out there, you'll never [G]know
[Chorus 1]
You're always [G]searching for a little something different to say
In the [Bm]Bible, from a woman who's standing on the stage
You get [G]told you fit in, you get told you don't be[D]lo[D/C#]ng[A]
You drink too [G]much in a smokey little bar downtown
Stumble [Bm]home when it's time to throw in the towel
Wake [G]up in the morning, look out, and the sunlight [D]hu[D/C#]rts[A]
Find your [Bm]old guitar, write down another [G]verse
In the land of a million [D]songs [G]
