Capo: 1st fret
A D A D
A
All it took was the time it takes
D
To smoke a cigarette or jam on the brakes
A D
I nearly had it in my hands and now it's gone
E D
Am I complaining 'bout my luck again?
G
Well it seems to me I was the one
A
Stood moaning in the morning sun
E D
And now it doesn't matter much wherever I may roam
G A
I keep feeling, feeling my way home
Now you see me, now you don't
D
You say you will but I know you won't
A D
You nearly had me in your hands but now I'm gone
E D
But not complaining 'bout my life again
G A
No sirree, and what I've got belongs to me entirely
E D
I look left and I look right and I cross this road alone
G
'Cos I'm feeling my way
E D
I may go up, I may go down but wherever I may roam
G A
I keep feeling my way home
G A D G Bm A G D
E D
Shall I explain away my life again?
G
Well it seems to me it's too far gone
A
To wonder where it all went wrong
E D
I get up and I get down but I get there on my own
G
And I'm feeling my way
E D
I look left and I look right and I cross this road alone
G A
'Cos I'm feeling my way home
(Not sure on the solo chords)
[Transcribed by Nick Brown]
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