Tom: F
F
My pockets are empty and my wife has sent me
Bb
to the store for cigarettes and bread
F
I started walkin there, got as far as the square
C
then the smell of beer went to my head
F
the thing about beer, it can make a man hear
Bb
voices from days long since past
F C
and with every third drink, it'll make you think
Bb C
that your youth will always last
[Chorus]
Bb
No matter which way you move
F C
it takes a lifetime to prove to yourself
Dm
I could have been more
Bb F C F
I got one foot in the door, I just want one more
[Verse 2]
F
I thought of a time when my future was mine
Bb
It didn't matter what anyone said
F
I was handsome and strong and when I walked along
C
I stood erect and looked straight ahead
F
but then I lost my fight, "goin to" turned to "might"
Bb
somewhere along the line I lost my will
F C
and now I'm sitting here, my life full of beer
Bb C
and I try to pretend it's not real
[Chorus]
Bb
No matter which way you move
F C
it takes a lifetime to prove to yourself
Dm
I could have been more
Bb F C F
I got one foot in the door, I just want one more
[Solo]
Bb F C F D
[Verse 3]
G
These days I barely survive on lot number five
C
In the mobile acres on the east side of town
G
I swore this kind of life I'd never leave
D
I guess I let too many things get me down
G
if my Pappy could see what they done to me
C
I swear he'd march down there and make it alright
G D
but he's long since gone and I'm old enough now
C D
I should be able to fight my own fight
[Chorus]
C
No matter which way you move
G D
it takes a lifetime to prove to yourself
Em
I've could have been more
C G D Em
I got one foot in the door, I just want one more
C G D C D C G
I got one foot in the door, I just want one more
