^Am Shout out from the b^Dmottom of my l^Amungs A pl^Dmague on b^Amoth your h^Emou - s^Ames ^Am This thing, it’s a^Dm famil^Amy affair It’s ^Dmdrawin^Amg out my^Em wea^Amkness

[PRE-CHORUS]

^F Big boys don’t cr^Gy

^E ^D ^C ^A ^C

^F They don’t ask wh^Gy

^E ^D ^C ^A ^C

[CHORUS]

^Am There was a t^Fime when a m^Goment like th^Amis W^Fouldn’t ever cro ^Am- oss my^Em mind ^Am ^Am The sun will r^Fise with my n^Game on your l^Amips ‘Caus^Fe everything will cha ^Am- ange t^Emoni ^Am- ight

^AmI want to be back on the gr^F7+ound Where my f^G6eet touch my sh^Amadow ^G I w^Amant to dig my heels in the d^F7+irt Feel it br^G6eak between all of m^Cy toes ^G/B ^AmAnything to stop floating ??^F7+?round Bring me d^G6own, back down bel^Amow, oh, ^Goh, oh, ^Foh

[VERSE 2]

^Am Take bread, and p^Dmush the anger d^Amown Try t^Dmo rem^Amember c^Emalmn^Amess

[PRE-CHORUS]

^F Big boys don’t cr^Gy

^E ^D ^C ^A ^C

^F They don’t ask wh^Gy

^E ^D ^C ^A ^C

[CHORUS]

| Am | F | G | Am | | F | Am | Em | Am | | Am | F | G | Am | | F | Am | Em | Am | [VERSE 3]

^Am Hey now, what’s the ^Dmgravity upon^Am your face So ^DmI’m th^Ame one who’^Ems blee^Am - ding

^Am Real men, always th^Dminkin’ with our^Am fists My t^Dmurn to b^Ame the v^Emic - t^Amim

[PRE-CHORUS]

^F Big boys don’t cr^Gy

^E ^D ^C ^A ^C

^F They don’t ask wh^Gy

^E ^D ^C ^A ^C

[CHORUS]

^Am There was a t^Fime when a m^Goment like th^Amis W^Fouldn’t ever cro ^Am- oss my^Em mind ^Am

[ENDING]

^Am The sun will r^Fise with my n^Game on your l^Amips ^G ^Em ‘Caus^Fe everything will cha ^Am- ange t^Emoni -^Am ight

Bastille - The driver