Dawes – A Little Bit Of Everything (Guitar)

G6sus4    3x2013
G7        3x3003 (no 5)

C                     F                    C
With his back against the San Francisco traffic

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On the bridges side that faces towards the jail

Am           G6sus4             F
Setting out to join a demographic,

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He hoists his first leg up over the rail.

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A phone call's made, police cars show up quickly.

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The sergeant slams his passenger door.

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He says, Hey son why don't you talk through this with me,

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Just tell me what you're doing it for.

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Oh, it's a little bit of everything,

Am                  Em
It's the mountains, it's the fog,

F                       C
It's the news at six o'clock,

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It's the death of my first dog.

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It's the angels up above me,

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It's the song that they don't sing,

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It's a little bit of everything.

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There's an older man who stands in a buffet line,

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He is smiling and he's holding out his plate,

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And the further he looks back into his timeline,

      C                F               C
That hard road always led him to today.

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Making up for when his bright future had left him,

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Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,

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And letting everything out once, his server asks him,

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Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?

Am                       C
I want a little bit of everything,

Am                  Em
The biscuits and the beans,

F                     C
Whatever helps me to forget about

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The things that brought me to my knees.

C                     F
So pile on those mashed potatoes,

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And an extra chicken wing,

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I'm having a little bit of everything.

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Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations,

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To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall,

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Her man says, Baby, can I make an observation?

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You don't seem to be having any fun at all.

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She said, You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size,

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And rest assured that this is making me feel good,

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I think that love is so much easier than you realize,

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If you can give yourself to someone, then you should.

Am                        C
Cause it's a little bit of everything,

Am                Em
The way you joke, the way you ache,

F                      C
It is getting up before you,

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So I could watch you as you wake.

C                     F
So on the day in late September,

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It's not some stupid little ring,

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I'm getting a little bit of everything.

Am                        C
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,

Am                   Em
It's the matador and the bull,

F                      C
It's the suggested daily dosage,

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It's the red moon when it's full.

C                     F
All these psychics and these doctors,

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They're all right and they're all wrong,

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It's like trying to make out every word,

                  C           Am
When they should simply hum along.

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It's not some message written in the dark,

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Or some truth that no one's sees,

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It's a little bit of everything.