Bruce Springsteen - Better days

Well my s^Doul checked out missin' as I sat listenin' To the h^Dours and minutes tickin' aw^Hmay. Yeah, just s^Emittin around waitin' for my life to begin While it was ^Emall just slippin' aw^Gay Well I'm t^Dired of waitin' for tomorrow to come For the tr^Dain to come rollin' 'round the b^Hmend I got a n^Emew suit of clothes and a pretty red rose A ^Emwomen I can call my fr^Giend

^GThese are Better D^Days, baby Yeah, there's B^Detter Days shinin' thr^Gough ^GThese are Better D^Days, baby Better ^EmDays with a g^Girl like y^Dou

Well ^DI took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss It's like ^Deatin' cavier in the d^Hmirt It's a ^Emsad funny ending when you find yourself pretending To be a ^Emrich man in a poor man's sh^Girt Now my ^Dass was draggin from a passin' gypsy wagon Your h^Deart like a diamond sh^Hmown Tryin' to ^Emlay it in your arms, count the lucky charms Get ^Emout of these hard luck b^Gones

^GThese are Better D^Days, baby Yeah, there's B^Detter Days shinin' thr^Gough ^GThese are Better D^Days, baby Better ^EmDays are sh^Gining thr^Dough G Hm E G D

Now a l^Dife of leisure, and a pirate's treasure Don't m^Dake much for traged^Hmy. It's a ^Emsad man, my friend, whose livin' in his own skin, And c^Eman't stand the compan^Gy. Every f^Dools got a reason to feel sorry for himself And t^Durning his heart to st^Hmone Drag this f^Emool half way to heaven, just a mile on to hell And I f^Emeel like I'm comin' h^Gome!