Capo 3 Intro: C Fmaj7 Am G x2 C Fmaj7 Early morning in a motel room, Am G Sunshine trying to creep on through. C Fmaj7 Lost sleep but I found a tune, Am G Stuck inside my head. C Fmaj7 Cigarettes, a tank of gas, Am G Headed off to nowhere fast, C Fmaj7 Am G Gotta find a way to make this feeling last. C Fmaj7 'Cause I believe that I, Am A Was born with a song inside of me. C Fmaj7 Never question why, Am G I just keep on singing that melody. C Fmaj7 And as time goes by, Am G Fmaj7 Oh it's funny how time can make you realize, Am G We're running out of it. Fmaj7 C On the day that I die, G Am I wanna say that I, Fmaj7 C G C Was a man who really lived and never compromised. C Fmaj7 I want to live out my days, G Am Until the very end, Fmaj7 C I hope they find me in my home G C Guitar in my hands. Fmajy C I hope they find me in my home G C With my guitar in my hands. Fmaj7 C G Am C Fmaj7 A part of dawn to be ashamed of, Am G But good people are supposed to be up. C Fmaj7 But I found peace with this path I took, Am G As I lay down my head. C Fmaj7 Crossroads you gotta choose, Am G Which way could be win or lose. C Fmaj7 Am G But every morning my soul seems to sing on through. C Fmaj7 'Cause I believe that I, Am A Was born with a song inside of me. C Fmaj7 Never question why, Am G I just keep on singing that melody. C Fmaj7 And as time goes by, Am G Fmaj7 Oh it's funny how time can make you realize, Am G We're running out of it. Fmaj7 C On the day that I die, G Am I wanna say that I, Fmaj7 C G C Was a man who really lived and never compromised. C Fmaj7 I want to live out my days, G Am Until the very end, Fmaj7 C I hope they find me in my home G C Guitar in my hands. Fmajy C I hope they find me in my home G C With my guitar in my hands. Fmaj7 C G Am x2 Fmaj7 C We are gone G Am We are gone Fmaj7 C Its all over G Am Before you know C Fmaj7 Am G C Fmaj7 'Cause I believe that I, Am A Was born with a song inside of me. C Fmaj7 Never question why, Am G I just keep on singing that melody. C Fmaj7 And as time goes by, Am G Fmaj7 Oh it's funny how time can make you realize, Am G We're running out of it. Fmaj7 C On the day that I die, G Am I wanna say that I, Fmaj7 C G C Was a man who really lived and never compromised. C Fmaj7 I want to live out my days, G Am Until the very end, Fmaj7 C I hope they find me in my home G C Guitar in my hands. Fmajy C I hope they find me in my home G C With my guitar in my hands. Fmaj7 C G Am x2
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