Mac Davis - Stop and smell the roses

^GHey Mister, where you ^Cgoing in such a ^Ghurry? Don't you think it's ^Ctime you ^Greal..^Dized^A? ^{D7 D7}There's a ^Cwhole lot more to life than work and ^Gworry. The ^Emsweetest things in life are free, and they're ^Fright before your ^Ceyes.

^CYou got to ^Gstop, and smell the ^CRoses. You got to ^Gcount your many ^A7blessings every ^Dday. ^D7You're gonna ^Gfind the way to ^G7Heaven is a ^Crough and rocky ^Groad.. ^Gif you don't stop and smell the ^DRoses along the ^Cway^Am7. ^G

^GBefore you went to ^Cwork this morning in the ^Gcity^C.. did ^Gyou spent some time ^Cwith your ^Dfamil..^D7y? ^D7Did you ^Ckiss your wife and tell her that she's ^Gpretty? Did you ^Emtake your children to your breast and ^Flove them tender..^Cly?

^CYou got to ^Gstop, and smell the ^CRoses. You got to ^Gcount your many ^A7blessings every ^Dday. ^D7You're gonna ^Gfind the way to ^G7Heaven is a ^Crough and rocky ^Groad.. ^Gif you don't stop and smell the ^DRoses along the ^Cway^Am7. ^G

^ADid you ever take a ^Dwalk through the ^Aforest^D? ^AStop and dream a while ^Damong the ^Etrees^B? ^{E E}Well, you can ^Dlook up through the leaves right straight to ^AHeaven.. You can ^F#malmost hear the voice of God in ^Geach and every ^Dbreeze.

You got to ^Astop, and smell the ^DRoses. You've got to ^Acount your many ^Bblessings every ^Eday. You're gonna ^Afind the way to Heaven is a ^Drough and rocky ^Aroad.. ^Aif you don't stop and smell the ^ERoses along the ^Dway^A.

You got to ^Bstop, and smell the ^ERoses. You've got to ^Bcount your many ^C#blessings every ^F#day. You're gonna ^Bfind your way to Heaven is a ^Erough and rocky ^Broad.. ^Bif you don't stop and smell the ^F#Roses along the ^Ewa^By.