Donavon Frankenreiter - The way it is

^DI'm so sorry ^C#mwhen I told you ^BmThose smokestacks were making cl^Amaj7ouds for the sky B^Dut if I told you the ^C#mtruth ^BmIt would just bring so many tears ^Amaj7So many tears to your eyes

I said it that's the ^Bmway it is And the way it's gonn^Amaj7a be If that's the way it^Bm is I'd rather make be^Amaj7lieve

Oh remembe^Dr sitting on that be^C#mach Watching all tha lightni^Bmng fill up the sky^Amaj7 Well you got so sc^Dared Until I told you ^C#mit was just firewor^Bmks like the fourth of Ju^Amaj7ly

I said it that's the way i^Bmt is And the way it's gonna ^Amaj7be If that's the way it i^Bms I'd rather make belie^Amaj7ve

^DI know one day you'll be old enough ^C#mTo know my stories I ^Bmtold are not true ^Amaj7 But when you have^D your own children And they ask you qu^C#mestions You'll know, ^Bmyou'll know just what to do^Amaj7

You'll say it that's the way i^Bmt is And the way it's gonna ^Amaj7be If that's the way i^Bmt is I'd rather make belie^Amaj7ve Oh that's the way it ^Bmis And the way it's gonn^Amaj7a be If that's the way it^Bm is I'd rather make beli^Amaj7eve