To Live Is To Fly Chords by Steve Earle

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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ I won't say I love you, [G] babe.
[D] Won't say I need you, babe.
But [A] I'm gonna get you, babe.
And I will not [D] do you wrong.
_ [G] _ [D] Livin's mostly wasting [G] time.
[D] And I waste my share of mine.
It [A] never feels too [G] good, so let's don't [D] take too long.
[G] You're soft [D] as glass.
I'm a gentle [A] man.
[D] We got the sky to talk about [G] and the earth to [D] lie upon. _ _
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Days of being down, they come like rain on a conga drum.
[A] Get most remembers [G] some, but don't [D] turn none on.
_ _ Everything is not enough.
Nothing is too much to bear.
Where [A] you've been is good and [G] gone.
All you keep [D] is a hidden lair.
[G] Where the [D] leaves to [G] fly, low [A] and high.
[D] Shake the [A] dust off of your wing [G] and the sleep out [D] of your eyes.
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ Goodbye to all my [G] friends.
It's [D] time to go again.
Think of [A] all the poetry [G] and the pickin' down [D] the line.
I miss the system [G] here.
The bottom's [D] low and the treble's clear.
But it [A] don't pay to think too [G] much on things you [D] left behind.
[G] I will [D] be gone.
[G] But it won't [A] be long.
[D] Bringing [A] back the melodies [G] and the rhythm I [D] found.
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_ _ [D] _ _ We've all got holes to fill.
Them holes are all that's real.
Some fall on [A] you like a storm.
[G] Sometimes you dig [D] your own.
_ [D] The choice is yours to make.
[G] Time [D] is yours to take.
Some sail [A] upon the sea.
[G] Some toil upon the [D] stone.
[G] Where the leaves [D] to fly, low [A] and high.
[D] So shake the dust off of your [G] wings and the sleep out of [D] your eyes.
Shake the dust [A] off of your [G] wings and the sleep out of your [D]
eyes. _ _ _ _ _
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