Shane Smith & The Saints - What a shame

If my ^Flife road on a ^Cship I’d chase ^Gdown some hurri^Amcanes we’d have ^Fstories once those ^Chowling winds had ^Gpassed And if I’d ^Fwanted my whole ^Clife to be laid ^Gout in black and ^Amwhite I’d have ^Fturned my weathered ^Csails sometime ^Gago But I stayed ^Fsteady on that ^Cstream(?), river ^Grocks, and ^Amgasoline Bumping ^Fcurbs on every ^Cturn we would ^Gmake The friends we’d ^Fmade and lovers ^Cpast, bail bond ^Gloans and Sunday ^Ammass They have ^Fopened up a ^Cnewer life to ^Gme

Well what a ^Fshame a cryin’ ^Cshame 9 to ^G5 it’s all the ^Amsame But you won’t ^Ftake those wasted ^Chours to your ^Ggrave And O good ^FGod don’t rest my ^Csoul and let my ^Gsails fall to a ^Amfold I’m still ^Frunning in a race and ^Cwishing on a falling ^Gstar

And how much ^Fmoney meets your ^Cdesire and how much ^Gheat can you take before you ^Amfeel the fire I don’t ^Fthink it’s worth the ^Cpain but who am I to ^Gsay Because I feel like ^Fevery other day I ^Csing another sad ^Gsong about living ^Amfree I lose ^Fanother little piece of the ^Cpuzzle that got me ^Ghere Another roadhouse ^Ffight cast down by ^Csin, another ^Gblowout 10 miles from ^Amtown again Another ^Fsold out night that makes it ^Cworth the fight for the ^Glife I wanna live If I'd ^Flove the lord by^C, sing ^Gloud till they turn out your ^Amvery last light When your ^Fgone what do you ^Chave but the song you ^Gsang And there ain’t ^Fno one who can hold me ^Cback, I can’t ^Gchange my ways once I’ve ^Amfelt like that Find ^Flove and a ^Clife worth remember^Ging

What a ^Fshame a cryin’ ^Cshame 9 to ^G5 it’s all the ^Amsame But you won’t ^Ftake those wasted ^Chours to your ^Ggrave And as I ^Fwatch my hour ^Cglass grains of ^Gsand are like days of ^Ampast Brace the ^Fstorm this is your ^Clove, your life, your ^Gtask

And as I ^Fwatch my hour ^Cglass grains of ^Gsand are like days of ^Ampast Brace the ^Fstorm this is your ^Clove, your life, your ^Gtask