By Michael P. Carman Intro / Chorus: ----------------------------- ----------------------------- ---9--9--9--9-9--7--6--7--9-- ---0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0-- ----------------------------- ----------------------------- ----------------------------- ----------------------------- ---9--9--9--9-9--7--6--7--9-- ---0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0-- ----------------------------- ----------------------------- -------------------------------- -------------------------------- ---9--9--9--9-9--7--6--7--0----- ---0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0--7-- -----------------------------7-- -----------------------------5-- Verse: I'm a fortunate son of a fortunate son -------------------------------------- -------------------------------------- -------------------------7------------ -7\\--4---------7--------7---------7-- -7\\--4---------7--------5---------7-- -5\\--2---------5------------------5-- Livin' large on the wrong side of town -------------------------------------- -------------------------------------- -------------------------------------- 4------7------------2--2-2--2--2--2--- 4------7------------2--2-2--2--2--2--- 2------5------------0--0-0--0--0--0--- I want to kick it all down -------------------------------------- -------------------------------------- --11------9-----------7--------------- --11------9-----------5--------------- --9-------7-----------5--------------- -------------------------------------- Play the intro and chorus to this: Eyes wide open. . .I can't see ------------------------------------ ------------------------------------ 9----9----9--9-----9-7-----6--7--9-- 0----0----0--0-----0-0-----0--0--0-- ------------------------------------ ------------------------------------ Lyrics: (Verse) I'm a fortunate son, of a fortunate son, Living large on the wrong side of town. Too many friends and the fun never ends, Drinkin' and hangin' around. I wanna' own the world, I wanna' swallow it whole. At least I could kick it all down. I wanna' kick it all down. (chorus) Eyes wide open, I can't see. Eyes wide open, what you mean. Eyes wide open, I can't seem to be. (berse) I don't take the bus, and I never walked too far, The furthest I got was my own backyard. A fist full of cash that somebody else earned, They sent me some more when it all got burned. I wanna' take control, I wanna' make it all mine. At least I could kick it all down. I wanna' kick it all down. (chorus) Eyes wide open, I can't see. Eyes wide open, what you mean. Eyes wide open, I can't seem to be