Steve Miller Band - My own space

^DSitting high on a hillside ^Dsus2taking in all the growth ^DTime to throw away my problems Because I made^Dsus2 them up myself So I^D took all those worries, pu^Dsus2t them up on a shelf A^Dnd headed on down to the sea shor^Dsus2e

C^Dlouds slowly passing as ^Dsus2I walked on the sand I ^Dpicked up a seashell and ^Dsus2I made up my plan I^D could feel the spirit of^Dsus2 life in my hand A^Cs I r^Emeached^C my d^Destiny

W^Choa ho h^Emo ho oh o^Dh oh whoa ^CI f^Emeel ^Dfree ^CWhoa ho ho ^Emho oh oh oh ^Dwhoa ^CWhere I ca^Emn have ^Cmy ow^Gn s^Cpac^De

^DI walked on the beach in the^Dsus2 early morn ^DI ran on the sand until I ^Dsus2could breathe no more ^DI stood on a rock looking o^Dsus2ut at the sea ^DAnd believed what I said whe^Dsus2n I said ^DI feel fr^Dsus2ee

^CWhoa h^Emo ho ho oh oh ^Doh whoa ^CI feel ^Emfree ^{D C}Whoa ho ^Emho ho oh oh oh ^Dwhoa ^CWhere I ^Emcan have my own^D space