Crying Game

F       C
Woke up to snow, it’s Christmas 
again
F                 C
But you’re still not home, got 
thrown in the pen
F           C
And I’m 6 years old, sitting here 
thinking
 Am         F              C
‘why am I always alone?’

F          C   G
So I watch my mama from the back of 
the van
F             C    G
As she drove along and having 7 kids
F     C         G
Must have been hard but daddy 
couldn’t
Am        F         C
stay out of the bar

          F     C
It’s a crying game
G               C          F    
Seeing him in prison on 
      C
Christmas day
G                     F      C
20 years later still such a shame
     G                         
To have a broken heart at such a 
Am  F
young age
G            Am F      G
But now it’s all the same
        F      G
It’s a crying game

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F   C         G
I missed the call and woke up to 
find
F      C          G
My brother was gone that’s when I 
lost my mind
F       C    G
At 18 years old wondering how
Am         F          G
life could be so cold

F            C    G
But we came together like never 
before
F            C         G
All my brothers and sisters kept 
mama at shore
F          C       G
Till we lost another, it’s hard to 
know just
Am        F        G
what to think no more

        F       C
It’s a crying game
G                          F     
To have to put my brothers in 
       C
their graves
G                            F   
Life ain’t perfect but it’s such 
      C
a shame
      G                          
They left behind the stories that 
  Am   F       G
they never made
          F        G
Now it’s all the same
        Am F    G
It’s a crying game

F        Dm         F
Living, loving gets me through the 
pain
C                          G
Don’t take for granted a soul or a 
day
Dm                           F
Given where I’m going it’s crazy to 
think that
C                               G
There’s a million other people out 
there playing

    F    C
A crying game
G                       F         
There’s no winning, and no one to 
 C
blame
G                        F    C
Life is fragile and can slip away
      G
And lemme tell you when it does
Am     F      G
it’s such a shame
            F      G
But it’s all the same
         F
it’s a crying game.