B E F#
B E F#
B E F#
B E F#

             B              E           
Well I had a feeling when I wrote this song 
           F#
Out on the porch after the rain
        B            E              F#
And the feeling went something like this
       B                  E
Well I let the cat in through the gate
          F#
And I let the phone ring off the hook
      B              E            F#
And I felt the cool air on my skin


F#                             E
Well I was fish without a fish bowl
F#                         E
And I was monkey out of my cage
F#                      E
And I was banker out of money

But I wouldn't change a thing

B E F#
B E F#

B              E           
Well I had a feeling when I wrote this song 
           F#
Out on the porch after the rain
        B            E              F#
And the feeling went something like this
    B                 E   
The mud was drying on the ground
        F#
And the bugs was crawling all around
        B                E            F#
And the dog was catching flies in his mouth

F#                             E
Well I was fish without a fish bowl
F#                         E
And I was monkey out of my cage
F#                      E
And I was banker out of money
                             A B
But I wouldn't change a thing
                         A B
I wouldn't change a thing
                         A G# A
I would't change a thing

B E F#
B E F#
B E F#
B E F#

             B              E           
Well I had a feeling when I wrote this song 
           F#
Out on the porch after the rain
        B            E              F#
And the feeling went something like this
       B                  E
Well I let the cat in through the gate
          F#
And I let the phone ring off the hook
        B                    E
And the dog was busy chewing up the things 
F#
I'd spent so long aquiring


F#                             E
Well I was fish without a fish bowl
F#                         E
And I was monkey out of my cage
F#                      E
And I was banker out of money
F#                       E
And I was book without a page
F#                           E
Well I was serf without a surf board
F#                              E
And I was a chief without a head dress
F#                         E
And I was a mirror without Othello
F#                   E
A machine without a rage
                              B E F#
And I wouldn't change a thing
                           B E F#
I wouldn't change a thing
                               B E F#
Well I wouldn't change a thing
                       A 
Wouldn't change a thing
            B
Oh no, Oh yeah.