By Steini
Well my s[D]oul checked out missin' as I sat listenin'
To the h[D]ours and minutes tickin' aw[Hm]ay.
Yeah, just s[Em]ittin around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was [Em]all just slippin' aw[G]ay
Well I'm t[D]ired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
For the tr[D]ain to come rollin' 'round the b[Hm]end
I got a n[Em]ew suit of clothes and a pretty red rose
A [Em]women I can call my fr[G]iend
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Yeah, there's B[D]etter Days shinin' thr[G]ough
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Better [Em]Days with a g[G]irl like y[D]ou
Well [D]I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like [D]eatin' cavier in the d[Hm]irt
It's a [Em]sad funny ending when you find yourself pretending
To be a [Em]rich man in a poor man's sh[G]irt
Now my [D]ass was draggin from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your h[D]eart like a diamond sh[Hm]own
Tryin' to [Em]lay it in your arms, count the lucky charms
Get [Em]out of these hard luck b[G]ones
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Yeah, there's B[D]etter Days shinin' thr[G]ough
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Better [Em]Days are sh[G]ining thr[D]ough
[G] [Hm] [E] [G] [D]
Now a l[D]ife of leisure, and a pirate's treasure Don't m[D]ake much for traged[Hm]y.
It's a [Em]sad man, my friend, whose livin' in his own skin,
And c[Em]an't stand the compan[G]y.
Every f[D]ools got a reason to feel sorry for himself And t[D]urning his heart to st[Hm]one
Drag this f[Em]ool half way to heaven, just a mile on to hell
And I f[Em]eel like I'm comin' h[G]ome!
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Well my s[D]oul checked out missin' as I sat listenin'
To the h[D]ours and minutes tickin' aw[Hm]ay.
Yeah, just s[Em]ittin around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was [Em]all just slippin' aw[G]ay
Well I'm t[D]ired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
For the tr[D]ain to come rollin' 'round the b[Hm]end
I got a n[Em]ew suit of clothes and a pretty red rose
A [Em]women I can call my fr[G]iend
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Yeah, there's B[D]etter Days shinin' thr[G]ough
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Better [Em]Days with a g[G]irl like y[D]ou
Well [D]I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like [D]eatin' cavier in the d[Hm]irt
It's a [Em]sad funny ending when you find yourself pretending
To be a [Em]rich man in a poor man's sh[G]irt
Now my [D]ass was draggin from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your h[D]eart like a diamond sh[Hm]own
Tryin' to [Em]lay it in your arms, count the lucky charms
Get [Em]out of these hard luck b[G]ones
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Yeah, there's B[D]etter Days shinin' thr[G]ough
[G]These are Better D[D]ays, baby Better [Em]Days are sh[G]ining thr[D]ough
[G] [Hm] [E] [G] [D]
Now a l[D]ife of leisure, and a pirate's treasure Don't m[D]ake much for traged[Hm]y.
It's a [Em]sad man, my friend, whose livin' in his own skin,
And c[Em]an't stand the compan[G]y.
Every f[D]ools got a reason to feel sorry for himself And t[D]urning his heart to st[Hm]one
Drag this f[Em]ool half way to heaven, just a mile on to hell
And I f[Em]eel like I'm comin' h[G]ome!
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