Tom: D (intro) A D (verse 1) E Well, I got a lot, Lord, I got a lotta losin’ A Friends and heroes packin’ up and movin’ B And one of these days I’ll be left with nothin’ C#m7 But memories and no time B So I better get Yeah, I better get accustomed A 'Cause, I got a lot Lord, I got a lotta losin’ E A E B By and by and by and by and by (verse 2) E Well, we never got laid But we had a lotta laughs, so A Runnin’ like thieves through the streets of Chicago B Look at me now, I’m leanin’ out of open windows, singin’ C#m7 I still miss someone B So I better get, Yeah, I better get accustomed A 'Cause, I got a lot Lord, I got a lotta losin’ E A E B By and by and by and by and by (chorus) C#m7 Pickin’ up speed Pickin’ up the pieces B Losin’ leaves in every season A The winter ends right at my feet with B Flowers creepin’ up through the crack in the concrete (verse 1) (chorus) (outro ) E A G D E By and by and by and by and by and by and by and by and by