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