Ben Folds - The luckiest

^DI don't ^Aget many ^Dthings right the ^Gfirst time In ^Dfact, I am ^Bmtold, that ^Calot. Now I ^Aknow, all the wrong turns The ^Dstumbles, and ^Gfalls, brought me ^Dhere ^{Bm F#m A}

^BmAnd where was ^GI before the ^Bmday I first ^Esaw Your lovely ^Aface, now I see ^F#mit every ^Gday And ^DI ^Aknow, that ^DI ^Aam,^Bm I ^F#mam, ^GI ^Aam, the ^Dluckiest ^A

What if ^DI'd been ^Aborn ^D50 years ^Gbefore you In a ^Dhouse on the ^Bmstreet where you ^Clive, Maybe ^AI'd be outside As you ^Dpassed on your ^Gbike, would I ^Dknow, ^{Bm F#m A}

^BmAnd in a ^Gwide sea of ^Bmeyes, I'd see ^Eone pair that ^AI recog^F#mnize ^G And ^DI ^Aknow, that ^DI ^Aam,^Bm I ^F#mam, ^GI ^Aam the ^Dluckiest ^A

^BmI love you ^Emore than I hav^Bme ever ^Efound a way to ^Asay to ^F#myou ^{G A D A} Verse 3: Next ^Ddoor, there's an ^Aold man who ^Dlived to his ^G90's And one ^Dday passed ^Bmaway in his ^Csleep, and his ^Awife She stayed around for a ^Dcouple of ^Gdays and passed ^Daway ^{Bm F#m A}

^BmI'm sorry, ^GI know that's a ^Bmstrange way to ^Etell you that I ^Aknow We be^F#mlong..^G. that ^DI ^Aknow, that ^DI ^Aam,^Bm I ^F#mam, ^GI ^Aam, the l^Bmuckiest ^{F#m G D A D}