Townes Van Zandt – To Live Is To Fly (Ukulele Live)

F           C
Won't say I love you, babe

F            C
Won't say I need you, babe

C             G
But I'm gonna get you babe

F                     C
And I will not do you wrong

F               C
Living's mostly wasting time

F                 C
And I'll waste my share of mine

C             G
But it never feels too good

F                   C
So let's don't take too long

F              C
You're soft as glass

F                G
And I'm a gentle man

   C               G
We got the sky to talk about

        F            C
And the earth to lie upon

F           C
Days up and down they come

F              C
Like rain on a conga drum

C            G
Forget most, remember some

F                   C
But don't turn none away

F             C
Everything is not enough

F                  C
And nothing is too much to bear

C                    G
Where you've been is good and gone

 F                        C
All you kept is getting there

F             C
To live is to fly

F            G
Both low and high

   C              G
So shake the dust off of your wings

        F                 C
And the sleep out of your eyes

F          C
Goodbye to all my friends

F            C
It's time to go again

C                    G
Just think about the poetry

F                        C
And the picking down the line

F             C
I'll miss the system here

F                        C 
The bottom's low and the treble's clear

C                   G
But it don't pay to think to much

F                 C
On the things you leave behind

F             C
To live is to fly

F            G
Both low and high

   C                  G
So shake the dust off of your wings

        F                C
And the sleep out of your eyes

F           C
We all got holes to fill

F                  C
And them holes are all that's real

C                G
Some fall on you like a storm

F                      C
Sometimes you dig your own

F             C
The choice is yours to make

F       C
Time is yours to take

C         G
Some sail upon the sea

      F            C
Some toil upon the stone

F             C
To live is to fly

F            G
Both low and high

    C                 G
So shake the dust off of your wings

        F                C
And the sleep out of your eyes

    C                 G
So shake the dust off of your wings

         F               C
And the sleep out of your eyes...