Capo 2
Intro: G Em G Em C G
I [G]didn't walk how you said I should [Em]walk,
I walk h[C]ow I do walk, and that's f[G]ine.
It [G]didn't go how you said it woul[Em]d go,
It went [C]how it did go, and that's[G] fine.
Whistling: G Em C G
I [G]look out the window some d[Em]ays,
I see a m[C]illion ways, and that's f[G]ine.
I di[G]dn't dance how I wanted to d[Em]ance,
I did a b[C]it of a prance, and that'[G]s fine.
Chorus:
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
Whistling: G Em C G
I b[G]reathe in and then I breath[Em]e out,
I've got a tri[C]llion doubts, and that's [G]fine.
I [G]took a road that wasn't a r[Em]oad,
But it was som[C]ething I chose, and that's f[Em]ine.
Chorus: (2x)
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
It [G]didn't go how you said it woul[Em]d go,
It went [C]how it did go, and that's[G] fine.
Chorus:
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
Intro: G Em G Em C G
I [G]didn't walk how you said I should [Em]walk,
I walk h[C]ow I do walk, and that's f[G]ine.
It [G]didn't go how you said it woul[Em]d go,
It went [C]how it did go, and that's[G] fine.
Whistling: G Em C G
I [G]look out the window some d[Em]ays,
I see a m[C]illion ways, and that's f[G]ine.
I di[G]dn't dance how I wanted to d[Em]ance,
I did a b[C]it of a prance, and that'[G]s fine.
Chorus:
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
Whistling: G Em C G
I b[G]reathe in and then I breath[Em]e out,
I've got a tri[C]llion doubts, and that's [G]fine.
I [G]took a road that wasn't a r[Em]oad,
But it was som[C]ething I chose, and that's f[Em]ine.
Chorus: (2x)
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.
It [G]didn't go how you said it woul[Em]d go,
It went [C]how it did go, and that's[G] fine.
Chorus:
Ta[G]ke your guess, s[Em]purious at best,
Ca[C]n't you see it's all just [G]chaos.