E
E
I don’t have much luck these days
A
With far too much time
B7
Lost a lot of my rhythm
A
E
In this bubble of mine
A
I will give you my word
B7
Then I’ll fly away, brother
A
E
Float away like a bird
E
You don’t get much dignity
A
You don’t get much sense of pride
B7
When your mind gets too narrow
A
E
And your nose gets too wide
A
In my cauldron tonight
B7
Though a part of me’s dyin’
A
E
There’s a part come alive
A
‘Cause I had a dream last night
E
That you were beside me
B
A
Two kids in the garden
E
And your love behind me
A
Though today may taste bitter
E
Maybe tomorrow is gold
B
A
Lord, wanna get happy
E
Before I get old
E
So I took out some paper
A
And I dug out a pen
B7
Poured myself out some water
A
E
And I rinsed out the gin
A
In the greatest detail
B7
Of my beautiful children
A
E
And my sweet Abigail
E
Ah, but before she can find me
A
Before I can let her in
B7
Before no sweet happy endin’
A
E
Let the battle begin
A
Let the soldier arise
B7
Lord, let Abigail catch me
A
E
When I fall from the skies
A
‘Cause I had a dream last night
E
That you were beside me
B7
A
Two kids in the garden
E
And all this behind me
A
Though today may taste bitter
E
Maybe tomorrow is gold
B7
A
Lord, I wanna get happy
E
Before I get old
A
B7
Lord, I wanna get happy
E
Before I get old
B7
Lord, I wanna get happy
A
E
Before I get old
B7
B
A
E
