G C G/B A7sus4 A7

[Verse 1]
G                        C
There's a man across the river
                         G/B  
Who left this town for a potluck dream
                         A7
With his whole life in a sack
G                   C
The real deal never hit him
                            G/B                 
He never knew things aren't what they seem
                    A7
Now he's got no way back
G
Now he's always outside
C  
Lookin' up at the pale blue sky
G/B                                A7
Wondering why he never tried to be free
G
Maybe it ain't too late
        C
Can the devil's advocate be the saint?
G/B                                     A7
I guess we'll all just have to wait and see

[Chorus]
    G               D             Am                C
The golden days are way behind of when he was lucky all the time.
            G                          D
He?d try to do things right but they?d come out wrong.
   Am                              C
He wants to leave this town but he ain?t that strong.
    G                       D              Am               C
The concrete's cold and the blankets thin, salvation lies within my friend.
G                   D
Now his home is a wooden crate.
  Am               C                 G     D     Am     C
I guess life just ain?t so great sometimes. 

[Verse 2]
G                             C
He takes another sip from the bottle
                         G/B
Another headache for the road
                       A7
And he starts to feel ashamed
G
Well it burns goin' down
       C     
But it lights up his life,
             G/B
Unlike this town,
                             A7
Where he tries to stand the pain
         G
Well, he pulls up his sleeve and he tightens his belt
     C
He's gonna feel better than he's ever felt
    G/B
For this old man who?s already been dealt
  A7
A hand that's bound to fold
   G
He walks by a mirror and he looks at his face
     C 
It's wrinkled and shallow without any grace
        G/B
And for this old man, it's hard to embrace
    A7
The trials of getting old

[Repeat Chorus]
G/B                          C
Looking at the world through children?s eyes
G/B                 
His mind is filled with faces and places 
                    C                Dsus4
And things he won?t realize until he dies