Tom: G | G | % | 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] | G | % | % | % | | C | % | G | % | | D | C | G | % | [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