Runrig - Always the winner

When you ^Gclose your eyes there’s ^Da frightene^Emd pride tha^Ct lives fo^Gr you^{Am C} That your ^Ammothers ^Dlife and your ^Amfather’^Cs eyes can?^D??t hi^Cde^D. You ^Ghad no choice didn’^Dt ask th^Eme dice t^Co fall fo^Gr y^Amou ^C Still your ^Amcourage ^Dcomes like ^Amthunder ^Cthrough the ^Dskies

^CYou’re a^Dlways the w^Gin ^D- n^Cer, the victor and th^Ge gi^Dver ^CSomewhere through that ^Emwin - ^Dter,^Am you’ll never be^D alon^Ce For ^Devermore the ^Emwin - ^Dner^C, the taker and the ^Ggiver^{D C} Somewhere through that ^Emwin - ^Dter,^Am you will not grow ^Gold^G.

So you ^Gcarry time down the ^Dtortured ^Emline where ^Cmysteries ^Gshow ^{Am C} Well ^Amhidden ^Dfrom lifes ^Amlearned ^Cand life’^Ds wi^Cse ^D Man’^Gs useless ways an^Dd worthles^Ems conv^Cersat^Gion^Ams ^C Lie ^Amwell exp^Dosed and ^Amhumbled ^Cin your ^Dsmile

^CYou’re a^Dlways the w^Gin - ner^D, th^Ce victor and th^Ge gi^Dver ^CSomewhere through that ^Emwin - ^Dter,^Am you’ll never be^D alon^Ce For ^Devermore the ^Emwin - ^Dner^C, the taker and the ^Ggiver^{D C} Somewhere through that ^Emwin - ^Dter,^Am you will not grow ^Gold^G.

Still you ^Crun out in the morning, with the ^Gboys and girls A ^Cmiracle of innocence on ^Ga head of curls We’l^Cl search every reason wh^Hmerever we roam (To) ^Amfind a place for these broken ^Dhearts and bones We’ll keep ^Ca fire on th^Ge hillside, after th^Eme summer?^C??s gone And we’l^Aml wait her til th^Ce war-^Dwounded com^Ge home.