Tom: G
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Strumming
[Verse 1]
G
This could have been the big leagues, I could have been a star
G C
They say I had the talent, but they also say I didn't have the heart
C G
I Knew it from the start
D C G
It might seem that it don't phase me, but it's tearing me apart
[Verse 2]
G
I could have been a poet, and some folks say I am
G C
I could have been a preacher, but to save a soul, you gotta give a damn
C G
Im not that kind of man
D C G
And I'll pray like hell to find out, Jesus understands
[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
G
I wake up every morning hearing rhymes and melodies
G C
I've been around for ages, but no one else has heard them but me
C G
I just write'em down for free
D C G
But I'll gladly take the credit, all I'm doing this for me
[Bridge]
G
So I just sit here talking to the ghost of my old man and ask him stuff
C
About the wicked ways of women, about the easy road that always ends up rough
G
I'll ask him why the Devil called his bluff
D C G
He gave all he had to give him, it was not enough
[Outro]
G
This could have been the big leagues, you could have been a star
G C
May have had the talent, but I know for sure I didn't have the heart
