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Capo: 5 Tuning: E A D G B E
DWhen you're falling aCwake and you Dtake stock of the new Cday,A Asus4 A D and you hear your voice Ccroak as you Dchoke on what you need to Csay.A Asus4 A Fwell, don't you fret, don't you Cfear, I will Ggive you good AchAsus4eer. A
DLife's a long songC. G DLife's a long songC. G DLife's a long songC. If you Gwait then your plate I will AfiAsus4ll. A D
As the verses unCfold and your Dsoul suffers the long Cday.A Asus4 A D And the twelve o'clock Cgloom spins the Droom, you struggle on your CwayA. Asus4 A FWell, don't you sigh, don't you Ccry, lick the Gdust from your AeyAsus4e. A
DLife's a long songC. G DLife's a long songC. G DLife's a long songC. We will Gmeet in the sweet light of AdaAsus4wn. A D
As the Baker Street Ctrain spills your Dpain all over your new CdressA. Asus4 A D And the symphony Csounds underDground put you under dCuressA, Asus4 A D Fwell don't you squeal as the Cheel Ggrinds you under the AwhAsus4eel. A
DLife's a long songC. G DLife's a long songC. G DLife's a long songC. But the Gtune ends too soon for us AalAsus4l. A
D C D C A Asus4 A D C D C A Asus4 A F C G A Asus4 A D C G D C G D C G
But the Gtune ends too soon for us Aall.Asus4 A Asus2 D