D AD G Bm AD A [Verse 1]D A He’d pour a drink and then confessD These dreams I’m havin’ haven’t been the bestG Bm A For all my life of runnin’ wildD A Here I am standing next to the mess that I made for myself [Verse 2]D A He never was one to professD All of his mistakes, misgivings, and regretsContinúa después del anuncioG Bm A But he said son one day you’ll seeD A How hard it is to say grace before you face the mystery [Chorus]G A D And he’s losing the battle on the front pageBm A D And he’s doing all he can to hold his groundG D G D And he told me son being sick don’t mean you runG D A When all you can do is dig your heels inBm A You wait around [Verse 3]D A Words like worry weren’t his styleD He said we’ll all burn out after a whileG Bm A Suddenly Queen screamed in the nightD A Hare Krishna, Hosanna, holy hell don’t turn out the light [Chorus]G A D And he’s losing the battle on the front pageBm A D And he’s doing what he can to hold his groundG D G D And he told me son being sick don’t mean you runG D A When all you can do is dig your heels inBm A You wait around
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