Tom: G
G
Some men look for diamonds
C G
Some men look for gold
G
I'm just trying to find myself
D
Before I get too old
G
Different people have their ways
C G
Of measuring success
G
Maybe it's not the right way
D G
But wrong's what I do best
Well, I walk the straight and narrow
Straight to where I don't belong
One time I even tried to love one woman
But that didn't last too long
If my ship is docking in the east
You can bet I'd be heading west
C Em G
Riding the wrong direction
'Cause wrong's what I do best
C
When I'm down and out
And kicked about
G
I feel right at home
Em
When I got the blues
F C
And it's all bad news
G D
That's when I'm in my comfort zone
If they held a loser's playoff
There'd be no contest
'Cause I've had lots of practice
And wrong's what I do best
If my ship is docking in the east
You can bet I'd be heading west
I'm riding the wrong direction
'Cause wrong's what I do best
