G _
Em _ _
C _ _
D _ _
G _ .
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Em _ _
C _ _
D _
G That's life, that's life,
B that's what all the people say.
_
Em.
You're riding high in April, shot down in May.
G But I know
B I'm gonna
Em change that tune.
_
A When I'm back on top, back on
D top in June.
I said
G that's life, that's life,
B and as funny as it may seem.
Em.
Some people get their kicks
A stomping on a dream.
_
G.
But I
B don't let it, let it
Em get me down.
_
A Cause this fine
C old world, it
G keeps spinning around.
I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet,
Dm a pawn and a king.
C I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing.
A Each time I find myself flat on my face.
D I pick myself up and get back in the
G race.
That's life, that's life, I
B tell you I can't deny it.
_
Em.
I thought of quitting baby,
A but my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
G And if I
Eb didn't think it was worth
Em one single try.
I'd jump
A right on a
C big bird and
G then I'd
C fly.
G _ I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a
C king.
I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing.
Db Each time I find myself laying flat on my face.
D I just pick myself up and get
Eb back in the
Ab race.
That's life, that's life,
C and I can't deny it.
Fm _ .
_ I thought of
Bb cutting out, but my heart won't buy it.
Ab But if there's nothing
C shaking come this here
Fm July.
Bb _ _ _ .
I'm gonna roll myself up
Db in a big ball _ _
Ab and die.
Gbm _ _
E _ .
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F _
Dbm _ _
Ab My, my.
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