Intro / Chorus:
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B|-----------------------------|
G|---9--9--9--9-9--7--6--7--9--|
D|---0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0--|
A|-----------------------------|
E|-----------------------------|

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B|-----------------------------|
G|---9--9--9--9-9--7--6--7--9--|
D|---0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0--|
A|-----------------------------|
E|-----------------------------|

E|--------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------|
G|---9--9--9--9-9--7--6--7--0-----|
D|---0--0--0--0-0--0--0--0--0--7--|
A|-----------------------------7--|
E|-----------------------------5--|


Verse:

I'm a fortunate son of a fortunate son
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B|--------------------------------------|
G|-------------------------7------------|
D|-7\\--4---------7--------7---------7--|
A|-7\\--4---------7--------5---------7--|
E|-5\\--2---------5------------------5--|

Livin' large on the wrong side of town
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B|--------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------------|
D|4------7------------2--2-2--2--2--2---|
A|4------7------------2--2-2--2--2--2---|
E|2------5------------0--0-0--0--0--0---|

I want to kick it all down
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B|--------------------------------------|
G|--11------9-----------7---------------|
D|--11------9-----------5---------------|
A|--9-------7-----------5---------------|
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Play the intro and chorus to this:

Eyes wide open. . .I can't see
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B|------------------------------------|
9----9----9--9-----9-7-----6--7--9--
0----0----0--0-----0-0-----0--0--0--
E|------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|

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