Better Days Chords by Bruce Springsteen
Tempo:
58.275 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Bm
Em
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] Well, my soul checked out missing,
it's all said and blessed.
Little y'alls are never sticking [Bm] away.
[Em] Sitting around, waiting for my life to begin,
while it's all just slipping [G] away.
[D] Well, I'm tired of waiting for tomorrow to come,
for that train to come [Bm] rolling round my bed.
[G] I got a new suit of [Em] clothes, a pretty red robe.
Woman, I [G] come, I pray,
[D] these are the days, they say.
These are the days, it's [G] true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[Em] Better [G] days with a [D] girl like you.
Well, I'm tired of this,
fortune's sweet, just lying,
got me [E] all recorded.
[Bm] It's a [G] sad funny [Em] ending,
when you [G] find yourself pretending.
Rich man in a poor man's [D] shirt.
Now my ass was dragging from a passing,
dimpy wagon,
your heart like a diamond [Bm] shone.
[Em] Some Adam Lane in your arms,
carving lucky charms.
Adam means [G] hard work, y'all.
[D] These are the days, hey.
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] [A] Better days are [D] shining,
[G] yeah.
[Bm] [Em] [G]
[D] Life of misery in a pirate's treasure door,
made much for [Bm] tragedy.
It's a [G] sad man, my [Bm] friend,
who's living in [G] his own skin,
and can't stand the company.
[D] Every fool's got a reason
for feeling sorry for himself,
and turning his heart to stone.
[Em] Tonight this fool's half way in,
just a mile to him,
but I feel like [G] I'm coming home.
[D] These are the days, hey.
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better days with a [D] girl like you.
These are the days, hey.
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better [A] days are [D] shining,
better [G] days [D] are shining,
Life of misery in [G] [D] a pirate's treasure [G] door,
[A] [D] made much for tragedy.
It's a sad man, [G] my friend,
who's living in his own skin,
and [D] can't stand the company.
[G] [D] [A] [D]
it's all said and blessed.
Little y'alls are never sticking [Bm] away.
[Em] Sitting around, waiting for my life to begin,
while it's all just slipping [G] away.
[D] Well, I'm tired of waiting for tomorrow to come,
for that train to come [Bm] rolling round my bed.
[G] I got a new suit of [Em] clothes, a pretty red robe.
Woman, I [G] come, I pray,
[D] these are the days, they say.
These are the days, it's [G] true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[Em] Better [G] days with a [D] girl like you.
Well, I'm tired of this,
fortune's sweet, just lying,
got me [E] all recorded.
[Bm] It's a [G] sad funny [Em] ending,
when you [G] find yourself pretending.
Rich man in a poor man's [D] shirt.
Now my ass was dragging from a passing,
dimpy wagon,
your heart like a diamond [Bm] shone.
[Em] Some Adam Lane in your arms,
carving lucky charms.
Adam means [G] hard work, y'all.
[D] These are the days, hey.
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] [A] Better days are [D] shining,
[G] yeah.
[Bm] [Em] [G]
[D] Life of misery in a pirate's treasure door,
made much for [Bm] tragedy.
It's a [G] sad man, my [Bm] friend,
who's living in [G] his own skin,
and can't stand the company.
[D] Every fool's got a reason
for feeling sorry for himself,
and turning his heart to stone.
[Em] Tonight this fool's half way in,
just a mile to him,
but I feel like [G] I'm coming home.
[D] These are the days, hey.
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better days with a [D] girl like you.
These are the days, hey.
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better [A] days are [D] shining,
better [G] days [D] are shining,
Life of misery in [G] [D] a pirate's treasure [G] door,
[A] [D] made much for tragedy.
It's a sad man, [G] my friend,
who's living in his own skin,
and [D] can't stand the company.
[G] [D] [A] [D]
Key:
G
D
Bm
Em
A
G
D
Bm
[D] Well, my soul checked out missing,
it's all said and blessed.
Little y'alls are never sticking [Bm] away.
[Em] Sitting around, waiting for my life to begin,
while it's all just slipping [G] away.
[D] Well, I'm tired of waiting for tomorrow to come,
for that train to come [Bm] rolling round my bed.
[G] I got a new suit of [Em] clothes, a pretty red robe.
Woman, I [G] come, I pray,
[D] these are the days, they say.
_ These are the days, it's [G] true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[Em] Better [G] days with a [D] girl like you.
_ Well, I'm tired of this,
fortune's sweet, just lying,
got me [E] all recorded.
[Bm] It's a [G] sad funny [Em] ending,
when you [G] find yourself pretending.
Rich man in a poor man's [D] shirt.
Now my ass was dragging from a passing,
dimpy wagon,
your heart like a diamond [Bm] shone.
[Em] Some Adam Lane in your arms,
carving lucky charms.
Adam means [G] hard work, y'all.
[D] These are the days, hey.
_ Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
_ [G] [A] Better days are [D] shining,
_ _ [G] yeah. _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ Life of misery in a pirate's treasure door,
made much for [Bm] tragedy.
It's a [G] sad man, my [Bm] friend,
who's living in [G] his own skin,
and can't stand the company.
[D] Every fool's got a reason
for feeling sorry for himself,
and turning his heart to stone.
[Em] Tonight this fool's half way in,
just a mile to him,
but I feel like [G] I'm coming home.
[D] These are the days, hey. _
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better days with a [D] girl like you.
These are the days, hey. _
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better [A] days are [D] shining,
_ better [G] days [D] are shining,
Life of misery in [G] [D] a pirate's treasure [G] door,
[A] _ [D] _ made much for tragedy.
It's a sad man, _ _ _ _ [G] my friend,
who's living in his own skin,
and [D] can't stand the company. _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
it's all said and blessed.
Little y'alls are never sticking [Bm] away.
[Em] Sitting around, waiting for my life to begin,
while it's all just slipping [G] away.
[D] Well, I'm tired of waiting for tomorrow to come,
for that train to come [Bm] rolling round my bed.
[G] I got a new suit of [Em] clothes, a pretty red robe.
Woman, I [G] come, I pray,
[D] these are the days, they say.
_ These are the days, it's [G] true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[Em] Better [G] days with a [D] girl like you.
_ Well, I'm tired of this,
fortune's sweet, just lying,
got me [E] all recorded.
[Bm] It's a [G] sad funny [Em] ending,
when you [G] find yourself pretending.
Rich man in a poor man's [D] shirt.
Now my ass was dragging from a passing,
dimpy wagon,
your heart like a diamond [Bm] shone.
[Em] Some Adam Lane in your arms,
carving lucky charms.
Adam means [G] hard work, y'all.
[D] These are the days, hey.
_ Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
_ [G] [A] Better days are [D] shining,
_ _ [G] yeah. _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ Life of misery in a pirate's treasure door,
made much for [Bm] tragedy.
It's a [G] sad man, my [Bm] friend,
who's living in [G] his own skin,
and can't stand the company.
[D] Every fool's got a reason
for feeling sorry for himself,
and turning his heart to stone.
[Em] Tonight this fool's half way in,
just a mile to him,
but I feel like [G] I'm coming home.
[D] These are the days, hey. _
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better days with a [D] girl like you.
These are the days, hey. _
Better [G] days, it's true,
[D] these are the days, hey.
[G] Better [A] days are [D] shining,
_ better [G] days [D] are shining,
Life of misery in [G] [D] a pirate's treasure [G] door,
[A] _ [D] _ made much for tragedy.
It's a sad man, _ _ _ _ [G] my friend,
who's living in his own skin,
and [D] can't stand the company. _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _