Tom: G
By Michael P. Carman
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Verse:
I'm a fortunate son of a fortunate son
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Livin' large on the wrong side of town
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I want to kick it all down
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Play the intro and chorus to this:
Eyes wide open. . .I can't see
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Lyrics:
(Verse)
I'm a fortunate son, of a fortunate son,
Living large on the wrong side of town.
Too many friends and the fun never ends,
Drinkin' and hangin' around.
I wanna' own the world, I wanna' swallow it whole.
At least I could kick it all down.
I wanna' kick it all down.
(chorus)
Eyes wide open, I can't see.
Eyes wide open, what you mean.
Eyes wide open, I can't seem to be.
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I don't take the bus, and I never walked too far,
The furthest I got was my own backyard.
A fist full of cash that somebody else earned,
They sent me some more when it all got burned.
I wanna' take control, I wanna' make it all mine.
At least I could kick it all down.
I wanna' kick it all down.
(chorus)
Eyes wide open, I can't see.
Eyes wide open, what you mean.
Eyes wide open, I can't seem to be
