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E It's like I'm sitting at a bus stop _
B waiting for a train.
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A Exactly how I got here
B is hard to explain.
E My heart's in the right place.
B What's left of it, I guess.
A My heart ain't the problem.
B It's my mind.
That's a total
E mess with these rickety old legs.
And
D#m these watery eyes.
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A It's hard to
E believe.
G#m That I could
E pass
B for
F# anybody's
E prize and here's what I know about.
B the gifts that God gave.
A How you can't take them with you.
G#m E When you
B go to the
E grave it ain't over yet.
_
C#m Someone who ought to know
F#m not so very long ago.
B We were both hung out to try.
E It ain't over yet.
C#m You can mark my word.
F#m Don't care what you think you heard.
B We're
E still learning
B how to fly.
E It ain't over yet.
For _ _ _ fools like me.
B Who were built for the chase.
A It takes the right kind of woman.
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B To help you put it all in
E place.
It only happened once in my
B life.
The man you should have seen.
A Her hair two shades of foxtail
B red her eyes so far out see blue
E green.
I got caught up making a name for
B myself.
You know what that's about.
A One day ship comes a-rolling
B in the next day it rolls right back
E out and you can't take for granted.
B None of this shit.
A The higher up you fly
B boys.
The harder it is you're gonna get here.
E It ain't over yet.
C#m I'll say this about man.
F#m You can get up off the mat.
B You can
E lay there
B till you die.
E It ain't over yet.
C#m It's true my friend.
F#m You can't pack it in.
B And we both know why
E it ain't over yet _ _ _ _ .
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C#m _ silly boys
A blind to.
get their first
E think of.
Second chances
B as some can curse.
C#m I've known you forever.
A And ever it's
E true if you came by it easy.
B You wouldn't be you
C#m make me laugh.
Make
A me cry.
You make
E me forget myself _ _ _ .
Back going down on my luck.
Kept me up for days.
A You were there with the right word.
B To help me crawl out of the maze
E and when I'd almost convinced myself.
G#m I was here by the
B now.
A Are you stepped up with a warning shot.
G#m Fired sweet and low across the bow.
E No, you don't walk on
B water.
You sarcasm stains.
A But the way you move through this whole
B world.
Sure makes a case for angel
E wings.
I was halfway to the bottom
B when you threw me that line.
A Then I'll cook you never beat him.
B Did you head out of your own behind.
E It ain't over yet.
C#m What you wanna bet.
F#m one more cigarette.
B Ain't gonna send you to the grave.
E It ain't over yet.
I.
C#m See you new girlfriend
F#m ain't sure living.
great
B big old spot Yeah.
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