Bruce Springsteen – Better Days (Guitar)

         D
Well my soul checked out missin' as I sat listenin'

        D                          Bm
To the hours and minutes tickin' away.

            Em
Yeah, just sittin around waitin' for my life to begin

             Em                  G
While it was all just slippin' away

          D
Well I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come

          D                               Bm
For the train to come rollin' 'round the bend

         Em
I got a new suit of clothes and a pretty red rose

  Em                    G
A women I can call my friend

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These are Better Days, baby   Yeah, there's Better Days shinin' through

G                 D                  Em           G         D
These are Better Days, baby   Better Days with a girl like you

     D
Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss

          D                     Bm
It's like eatin' cavier in the dirt

       Em
It's a sad funny ending when you find yourself pretending

        Em                         G
To be a rich man in a poor man's shirt

       D
Now my ass was draggin from a passin' gypsy wagon

      D                     Bm
Your heart like a diamond shone

            Em
Tonight I'm layin' in your arms, carvin' lucky charms

Em                      G
Out of these hard luck bones

G                 D                       D                 G
These are Better Days, baby   These are  better days it's true

G                 D                  Em         G        D
These are Better Days, baby   Better Days are shining through

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D|-2-5--7-9-------------------------------9p7-9------9------7-7-9-7--------7-7h9-7-------------|
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Now a life of leisure, and a pirate's treasure   Don't make much for tragedy.

       Em
It's a sad man, my friend, whose livin' in his own skin,

     Em                   G
And can't stand the company.

       D                                                D                     Bm
Every fools got a reason to feel sorry for himself And turning his heart to stone

                    Em
Tonight this fool's half way to heaven, and just a mile out of hell

       Em                   G
And I feel like I'm comin' home!

G                 D                          D                     G
These are Better Days, baby   Yeah, there's Better Days shinin' through

G                 D                  Em           G         D
These are Better Days, baby   Better Days with a girl like you

G                 D                       D                 G
These are Better Days, baby   These are  better days it's true

G                 D                  Em         G        D
These are Better Days, baby   Better Days are shining through