On a good day, the s[D]now on th[G]e pines
[A] Could be diamonds the way it[D] glitters and shines
And on a [D]good day,[G] the steam from my cup
[A] Rises in a ribbon like a[D] prayer going up
And I can c[G]lose my eyes and not [D]see your smile
[A] And I feel like my[A7]self again for a[D] little while
And the [G]mountains breathe, just li[F#]ke they did bef[Bm]ore
On a [G]good day I don't [A]miss you anymore[D]
And on a [D]good day,[G] I can go to work
[A] Put on the busy-ness like a[D] well-worn shirt
And on a [D]good day,[G] I can dream again
[A] Talk about the future as if [D]talkin' 'bout a friend
And I can c[G]lose my eyes and not [D]see your smile
[A] And I feel like my[A7]self again for a[D] little while
And the [G]mountains breathe, just li[F#]ke they did bef[Bm]ore
On a [G]good day I don't [A]miss you anymore[D]
[Bm] Some days the lo[G]neliness blows in[D] like a winter squall[F#m]
[Bm] It feels like this [G]ice around my [Asus4]heart might never thaw[A]
And a [Bm]cold wind moans in[F#m]side of me
Through the [G]empty space where you [Asus4]used to be[A]
But on a [D]good day,[G] I saddle up again,
[A] Ride along the r[A7]idge line where the [D]air is sweet and thin
And I [G]set your memory free like an e[F#]agle, let it so[Bm]ar
On a [G]good day, I don't [Gm]miss you
Anymore [D]
[A] Could be diamonds the way it[D] glitters and shines
And on a [D]good day,[G] the steam from my cup
[A] Rises in a ribbon like a[D] prayer going up
And I can c[G]lose my eyes and not [D]see your smile
[A] And I feel like my[A7]self again for a[D] little while
And the [G]mountains breathe, just li[F#]ke they did bef[Bm]ore
On a [G]good day I don't [A]miss you anymore[D]
And on a [D]good day,[G] I can go to work
[A] Put on the busy-ness like a[D] well-worn shirt
And on a [D]good day,[G] I can dream again
[A] Talk about the future as if [D]talkin' 'bout a friend
And I can c[G]lose my eyes and not [D]see your smile
[A] And I feel like my[A7]self again for a[D] little while
And the [G]mountains breathe, just li[F#]ke they did bef[Bm]ore
On a [G]good day I don't [A]miss you anymore[D]
[Bm] Some days the lo[G]neliness blows in[D] like a winter squall[F#m]
[Bm] It feels like this [G]ice around my [Asus4]heart might never thaw[A]
And a [Bm]cold wind moans in[F#m]side of me
Through the [G]empty space where you [Asus4]used to be[A]
But on a [D]good day,[G] I saddle up again,
[A] Ride along the r[A7]idge line where the [D]air is sweet and thin
And I [G]set your memory free like an e[F#]agle, let it so[Bm]ar
On a [G]good day, I don't [Gm]miss you
Anymore [D]
