Derek Ryan - Dreamers and believers

A^Dnother night of ^Gplaying in the ^Aboondocks A^Dnother night of ^Gcryin’ in our ^Abeer A^Gnother night of ^AMary quite con^Bmtrary ^GCrowds that never came and humpin’ ^Agear ^GDown the oul’ white line to fame and ^Dfortune ^GMaybe next time ^Awritten in the ^Dsky ^BmAlways some new ^Gsong to lift our ^Aspirits With ^Gdreams that don’t come ^Atrue but never ^Ddie

^DWe are the ^Gdreamers and ^Abelievers The ^Dsingers and the ^Gsinners and the ^Abreakers of the mould We’re the ^Dlovers and the ^Gleavers the ^Bmlonely self ^Adeceivers We ^Gare the music ^Amakers and the ^Ghard men for the ^Droad

A^Dnother night of ^Gso-called tour ^Aengagements A^Dnother dartboard^G nightmare far ^Afrom home H^Galf the band don^A’t talk to one^Bm another ^GThe other half are lyin’ on the pho^Ane ^GAh it’s a great life if you just don’^Dt weaken ^GSingin’ songs an^Ad sellin’ love’^Ds sweet dreams ^BmBut there’s magi^Gc when we play it^A together Don’t^G ask me what it is or w^Ahat it means ^D

^DWe are the ^Gdreamers and ^Abelievers The ^Dsingers and the ^Gsinners and the ^Abreakers of the mould We’re the ^Dlovers and the ^Gleavers the ^Bmlonely self ^Adeceivers We ^Gare the music ^Amakers and the ^Ghard men for the ^Droad

Y^Dou’ll see our ba^Gttered wagons ^Aon the highway M^Dakin’ pitstops a^Gt a thousand n^Aameless bars W^Ge’re living for ^Athe moment and^Bm the music ^GSinging songs and reaching for the ^Astars ^GBut sometimes in^A the heart of a^Dll the madness ^GThere are moment^As money cannot ^Dbuy ^BmWhen the singer ^Gand the song just^A come together And t^Ghe music is pure magic ^Aand that’s why ^D

^DWe are the ^Gdreamers and ^Abelievers The ^Dsingers and the ^Gsinners and the ^Abreakers of the mould We’re the ^Dlovers and the ^Gleavers the ^Bmlonely self ^Adeceivers We ^Gare the music ^Amakers and the ^Ghard men for the ^Droad