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Poetry by Charles 'Hank' Bukowski Original: Roll the Dice B F#m7 G#m C#m Ebdim E
Bif you’re going to try, Ego all the way. Aotherwise, Bdon’t even Estart. Bif you’re going to try, Ego all the way. Bthis could mean losing G#mgirlfriends, wives, C#mrelatives, jobs and Amaybe your mind. B7
Bgo all the way. it could mean not eating for E3 or 4 days. Ait could mean Bfreezing on a Epark bench. it could mean Bjail, it could mean G#mderision, C#mmockery, Aisolation. isolation is the F#m7gift, G#mall the others are a test of your endurance, of Ahow much you really want to F#m7do it. Gand you’ll do it despite rejection and the Eworst odds Aand it will be Bbetter tha Eanything else you can imagine. E7
Bif you’re going to try, Ego all the way. Athere is no other Bfeeling like Ethat. Ayou will be alone with Bthe gods C#mand the nights will flame with Afire. B7
Edo it, Ado it, Bdo it. Edo it.
Aall the Bway Aall the Bway. E7
Byou will ride life straight to Eperfect laughter, Aits the only Ggood fight Ethere is. E7
B F#m7 G#m C#m Ebdim E