The Sundays - Cant be sure

^Dsus4Give me a story and ^Dgive me a bed ^Dsus2Give me possessi^Dons ^Dsus4Oh love, luck, and money they g^Do to my head l^Dsus2ike wildfi^Dre ^Dsus4It's good to have something to l^Dive for, you'll find ^Dsus2Live for tomor^Drow ^Dsus4Live for a job and a^D perfect behind,^Dsus2 high ti^Dme

^Dsus4England my country, t^Dhe home of the free ^Dsus2Such miserable weath^Der ^Dsus4But England's as happy as ^DEngland can be ^Dsus2Why cry^D?

^GAnd did you know desire's a terrible thing ^DThe worst that I can find ^GAnd did you know desire's a terrible thing ^DBut I rely on mine ^Dsus4Ah-ah ^{D Dsus2 D}

^Dsus4England my country, t^Dhe home of the free ^Dsus2Such miserable weath^Der ^Dsus4But England's as happy as ^DEngland can be ^Dsus2Why cry^D?

^GAnd did you know desire's a ^Dterrible thing ^GThe worst that I c^Dan find ^GAnd did you know d^Desire's a terrible thing ^GBut I rely on m^Dine ^GDid you know desire's^D a terrible thing ^GIt makes the world g^Do blind ^GBut if desire, desire's a t^Derrible thing ^GYou know that I reall^Dy don't mind

^GAnd it's my ^Dlife ^GAnd it's my l^Dife ^GAnd though I^D can't be sure what I want any more ^GIt will come t^Do me later

^GWell it's my ^Dlife ^GAnd it's my ^Dlife ^GAnd though I c^Dan't be sure if I want any more ^GIt will come t^Do me later ^Dsus4Ye-e-e^Dah^{Dsus2 D}