Better Days Bruce Springsteen
Well my soul checked out missin' as I sat listenin'
[E]To the hours and minutes tickin' away.
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Yeah, just sittin around waitin' for my life to begin
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While it was all just slippin' away
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Well I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
For the t[E]rain to come rollin' 'round the bend
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I got a new suit of clothes and a pretty red rose
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A women I can call my friend
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CHORUS 1:
These are Better Days, baby
[A]Yeah, there's Bet[E]ter Days shinin' through
[E]These are Better Days, baby[A]
[A]Better Days with [E]a girl like you
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Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
[E]It's like eatin' cavier in the dirt
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It's a sad funny ending when you find yourself pretending
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To be a rich man in a poor man's shirt
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Now my ass was draggin from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your he[E]art like a diamond shown
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Tryin' to lay it in your arms, count the lucky charms
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Get out of these hard luck bones
CHORUS 2
These are Better Days, baby
[A]Yeah, there's Bet[E]ter Days shinin' through
[E]These are Better Days, baby[A]
[A]Better Days are s[E]hining through
[A] [B] [E]
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Now a life of leisure, and a pirate's treasure
[E]Don't make much for tragedy.
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It's a sad man, my friend, whose livin' in his own skin,
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And can't stand the company.
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Every fools got a reason to feel sorry for himself
And tu[E]rning his heart to stone
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Drag this fool half way to heaven, just a mile on to hell
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And I feel like I'm comin' home!
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CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
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