Chords for Better Days

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Let's get started. Woooo.
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_ [A] 85 miles out of Nashville, [F#m] thinkin' bout the way things changed, tryna keep it by the [A] brain's ammo.
Lone drifter, big [F#m] money's pepper, take anything you got, I'm on the rocks in a [A] Sniffer.
I'm Mr.
McKintocky, from down to Louisiana, [F#m] I never had no lovin' like I had in [A] Alabama.
I'm man of my word, ain't out to hurt [F#m] nobody, I'm just a MC to keep the boogie in the [A] party.
Been singin' la-di-da-di since 84, and I've been singin' la-di-da-di till I'm 84.
I couldn't ask for more, life's been sweet, [F#m] you can say the plan and I'll [A] say you'll see.
I've been gone for weeks, I ain't slept in [F#m] days, I can't find myself in this self-made [E] place.
It's been so long since I've been [D] fine, I'm just tryin' to see the [B] bottom of this bottle of [A] wine.
And I know _ [F#m] I'll see better days, [E] I know _ _ [D] you'll see things my way.
[A] I never thought about changin' [F#m] up, spent a little time with youngsters, [A] you know.
Been lookin' for a mill, but I keep comin' upside.
[F#m] I been a broke fool, I ain't tryin' to be that [A] guy.
You wanna ride like [E] lightning, oh yeah, [F#m] yeah, yeah.
I'm tryin' to get some money, I ain't gettin' any [A] younger.
At times I wonder, at times I [F#] won't.
Sometimes I give a fuck, but most times I [A] don't.
No, [F#m] no, ain't it care?
New stained glass windows, these eyes [A] stare.
I try to stay [F#m] straight, but it's kickin' my ass.
Every time I look ahead, I get a glimpse of the [A] past.
I sit half-assed like a soldier's [F#m] flag.
I swine with left leg limbs and my dick keeps [E] sagging.
It's been so long since I've been [D] fine.
I'm just tryin' to see [A] the bottom of this bottle of wine.
And I know _ _ [F#m] I'll see better days, [E] I know _ [D] you'll see things my way.
[A] I know _ _ [F#m] I'll see better days, [E] I know _ _ [D] you'll see [A] things my way.
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[A] _ I've been all around this crooked [F#m] land.
I've come across all walls, I shook Jimmy's [A] hand.
I go places, no place to [F#m] go.
It keeps getting harder to just say [A] no.
I see people laugh and people [G#] cry.
That's how some live and that's how some die.
But me, myself, I'ma sit right [F#m] here.
And I'ma watch this world break down in [A] tears.
All my fears and dark gray [F#m] skies.
Gonna crack my smile or break my [A] stride.
I got too much pride, I got too much [F#m] doubt.
I might be down, but I [A] still ain't out.
I got too much time and that's all I [F#m] have.
And if I leave this world, I'll still be [E] sad.
It's been so long since I've been [D] fine.
I'm just tryin' to see [B] the bottom of this bottle of [A] wine.
And I know _ _ [F#m] I'll see better days, [E] I _ know [D] you'll see things my way.
[A] I know _ _ [F#m] I'll see better days, [E] I _ know [D] you'll see things my way.
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