The Rifles - Sometimes

^C So far a^Amway from me to ^Emsee ^C When no re^Amlief is at the ^Emdoor terminally ^C I’ve no intention^Am to sing a sad song ^Em But everything I wanna say never felt so ^Cwrong And every ^Amhour in my ^Emday feels like a week

^F Those days you find yourself in a^F place without a light… ^{G G} [CHORUS]

^C Sometimes you ^Emmight find you ^Ffeel a little like 'Cause you’re ^Gon the wrong side of ^Clife Where there’s ^Emno light, but it’s ^Fgonna turn around Some^Gtime so nevermind

^C The place you ^Amthought you’d never ^Embe ^C Close to the ^Ambone but still too ^Emfar away to see ^C You’ve got the voice and^Am all the intention ^Em But your head won’t pay your heart no attention ^Cand Your heart just ^Amwon’t relay the n^Emews down to your feet

^F Those days you find yourself in a^F place without a light… ^{G G} [CHORUS]

^C Sometimes you ^Emmight find you ^Ffeel a little like 'Cause you’re ^Gon the wrong side of ^Clife Where there’s ^Emno light, but it’s ^Fgonna turn around Some^Gtime so nevermind

^C Sometimes you ^Emmight find you ^Ffeel a little like 'Cause you’re ^Gon the wrong side of ^Clife Where there’s ^Emno light, but it’s ^Fgonna turn around Some^Gtime so nevermind ^C “My my” what a ^Emsilly thing to ^Fthink you’re the only ^Gone what you thinking of ^C “My my” what a ^Emsilly thing to ^Fsay you’re the only ^Gone to feel lonely ^C “My my” what a ^Emsilly thing to ^Fthink you’re the only ^Gone what you thinking of ^C “My my” what a ^Emsilly thing to ^Fsay you’re the only ^Gone to feel lonely ^C Sometimes...