Tabbed by: Kackao
Tuning: Standard
Intro: C - Gm - Dm - C - G - Dm
[C]Where are all [Gm]my old friends?
It's been a [Dm]long time gone.
We've been [C]drifting apart for so [G]many years.
I [Dm]hope they're still marching on.
Some of em' [Am]probably happy with [F]families working [C]hard to get [F]ahead.
[C]Some of them are lost, some are [G]wondering, [Dm]some of them are already dead.
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
There's an [C]old man sleeping in the [Gm]parking lot
I [Dm]wonder what he dreams about
[C]Businessmen in suits taking [G]millions over coffee
Trying to [Dm]buy each other out
There's an [Am]officer, a senator, a [F]digger and a sewer, a [C]beggar and [F]thief.
They all [C]sit at different [G]table but they all [Dm]drink the same poison as me
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Well don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play
The [C]power went out, and the [Gm]stars came out
And I [Dm]went out for a walk in the dark
There were [C]fireflies flittin' and I [G]heard the poet spittin'
[Dm]Rhymes out in the park
And I [Am]felt myself drift up [F]off the ground and I [C]rose above the [F]trees
And I [C]saw my life in [G]photographs of [Dm]fading memories
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
Tuning: Standard
Intro: C - Gm - Dm - C - G - Dm
[C]Where are all [Gm]my old friends?
It's been a [Dm]long time gone.
We've been [C]drifting apart for so [G]many years.
I [Dm]hope they're still marching on.
Some of em' [Am]probably happy with [F]families working [C]hard to get [F]ahead.
[C]Some of them are lost, some are [G]wondering, [Dm]some of them are already dead.
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
There's an [C]old man sleeping in the [Gm]parking lot
I [Dm]wonder what he dreams about
[C]Businessmen in suits taking [G]millions over coffee
Trying to [Dm]buy each other out
There's an [Am]officer, a senator, a [F]digger and a sewer, a [C]beggar and [F]thief.
They all [C]sit at different [G]table but they all [Dm]drink the same poison as me
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Well don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play
The [C]power went out, and the [Gm]stars came out
And I [Dm]went out for a walk in the dark
There were [C]fireflies flittin' and I [G]heard the poet spittin'
[Dm]Rhymes out in the park
And I [Am]felt myself drift up [F]off the ground and I [C]rose above the [F]trees
And I [C]saw my life in [G]photographs of [Dm]fading memories
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
Who do you [F]think you are?
[G]It's the life you [Am]made.
Don't be [F]afraid[G] of the hands you [Am]play.
