A                  Amaj7            F#m                E
Storytellers only enjoy the part of life that they can use
A                      F#m                 D             E
I got some sentimental fingers and they're holding on to you
A                           Amaj7        D                A
I gotta keep that stuff and alcohol yeah keep it there for health
            D                                    E
'Cause your right hand feels for money, but your left hand feels for wealth
A                      Amaj7                         F#m          E
We were young, we were used to winning, and then the baby came on late
A                F#m                   D               E
Mommy got into a strange and cried and she regrets she made
A                      Amaj7           D                 A
And there I was just a sober king yeah fakin' it for our friends
D                                      E
Had a local grub of memories when they ran out in the end

[Chorus]
       A          C#m       D
Oh but I think of you and I change
    A          C#m                 E
Oh, I think of you, you're all the same
D                  E        A
No one thinks like me these days
D
We had a game, you have learned it
E
We had a name, you have earned it
A          C#m               D
I am just a thing you had to do
A          C#m             A
I am just a memory now for you

[Verse 2]
A                 Amaj7                     F#m          E
I am the greatest American dreamer you will ever care to know
A            F#m                    D                      E
Two eyes but none the wiser and I'm lookin' for a third to grow
A                      Amaj7                      D                        A
Two houses don't make a home for me they're just a building and some extra walls
D                                          E
Gettin' pretty good at standin' up but I'm better at the fallin'
A                     Amaj7              F#m                 E
She told me softly of immigrants and our numbers were one in ten
A                F#m                   D                    E
Our majority was losing ground and our nation had turned to sin
A                       Amaj7                  D                    A
How our neighbors never lived that close and I hid any, now they're gone
D                                           E
Told me how he lost his generation I am the eldest of the middle sons

[Chorus]
       A          C#m       D
Oh but I think of you and I change
    A          C#m                 E
Oh, I think of you, you're all the same
D                  E        A
No one thinks like me these days
D
We had a game, you have learned it
E
We had a name, you have earned it
A          C#m               D
I am just a thing you had to do
A          C#m             A
I am just a memory now for you