Better Days chords by Rita Coolidge

Intro: Bb7M Eb7M Ab7M Bb7M Eb7M Eb/F

Verse one
Bb7M        Eb7M        Ab7M      Gm7  Fm7
Silver gray hair neatly combed in place
           Eb7M    C7/E         D7   D/E  D/Gb  Gm7
There were four generations of love  on   her   face
   Fm7     Eb7M        Dm7            Dbdim      Cm9             Ab7M   Eb/F Ab6
She   was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes,       she'd seen it all
Bb7M        Eb7M        Ab7M      Gm7  Fm7
I was a child, oh about three or four
    Eb7M        C7/E          D7   D/E  D/G Gm7
All day I'd ask questions at night I'd  ask  more
Fm7    Eb7M     Dm7            Dbdim Cm9        Ab7M      Eb/F     Ebdim/F
But whenever, she never, would ever           turn me away.      No oh.

       Ab/Bb            Ab/Bb  Eb7M
I'd say   how can I be sure what is right or wrong
Eb7M Gb/Ab               Gb/Ab  Db7M
And   why does what I want always take so long
Db7M   A7M                                         B                    Db/Eb   Eb/F
Please tell me where does God live and why won't He talk to me
        Ab/Bb                             Ab/Eb  Eb7M        Eb7M
I'd say, grandma what is love  will I ever find out?
Gb/Ab               Gb/Ab  Db7M
Why are we so poor, what is life about
Db7M  A7M                  B              Db/Eb     Eb/F          Db/Eb Eb/F
I   wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep. Oooh oh

Verse two
Bb7M         Eb7M           Ab7M     Gm7 Gbm7 Fm7
 She sort of smiled as she tucked me in,
         Eb7M           C7/E         D7   D/E  D/Gb  Gm7
Then she pulled up that old rocking chair once  again.
 Fm7   Eb7M     Dm7            Dbdim7  Cm9            Ab7M    Eb/F Ab6
But tonight she was slightly, remarkably,      different somehow
 Bb7M       Eb7M         Ab7M    Gm7  Fm7
Slowly she rocked, looking half asleep
        Eb7M          C7/E               D7    D/E  D/Gb  Gm7
Grandma yawned as she streched then she started   to   speak
    Fm7     Eb7M         Dm7            Dbdim    Cm9              Ab7M   Eb/F Ebdim/F
What   she told me, would mould me, and holds me  together inside

          Ab/Bb                  Ab/Bb  Eb7M
She said all the things you ask you will know someday,
Eb7M Gb/Ab                  Gb/Ab Db7M         Db7M A7M
But   you have got to live   in   a patient way  God  put us here by fate
        B               Db/Eb       Eb/F
And by fate that means better days
         Ab/Bb                Ab/Bb  Eb7M
She said, child we all moons in the dark of night
Eb7M     Gb/Ab               Gb/Ab   Db7M
Ain't no morning gonna come 'til the time is right
Db7M  A7M                         B                   Db/Eb   Eb/F
Can't get to better days lest you make it through the night
                              Db/Eb     Eb/F
You gotta make it through the night, yes you do.

Bridge
Db7M
  You can't get to no better days,
           Fm11                   F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F Ddim
Unless you make it through the night.
 Db7M
Oh, you will see those better days
   Cm7  Fm7        E/Gb   Gb/E    Db/Eb   Eb/F  Db/Eb Eb/F
Be pa - tient, be  pa  - tient, oh baby, be patient

Verse three
Bb7M       Eb7M         Ab7M     Gm7 Gbm7 Fm7
Later that year, at the turn of spring,
       Eb7M        C7/E          D7  D/E  D/Gb Gm7
Heaven sent angels down and gave grandma  her  wings.
Fm7       Eb7M        Dm7          Dbdim  Cm9        Ab7M     Eb/F Ebdim/F
Now she's flying, and sliding, and gliding         in better days

      Ab/Bb                   Ab/Bb  Eb7M
And although I'm all grown up, I still get confused.
Eb7M  Gb/Ab                     Gb/Ab  Db7M
 I   stumble through the dark, getting bumped and bruised,
Db7M  A7M                                              B
When the night gets in my way, I could still hear my grandma say
Db/Eb               Eb/F  Db/Eb  Eb/F
     I can hear her say.  I can hear her say

Coda
Db7M
  You can't get to no better days
           Fm11                           F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F Ddim7
Unless you make it through the night baby
 Db7M
Oh, you will see those better days,
                 Fm11                                 F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F  Ddim
But you gotta be patient child, do you hear me yeah, well,  well, well well well
Db7M
  You can't get to no better days
           Fm11                                    F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F
Unless you make it, you got to make it, you got to make it
Ddim
You got to make it through the night yeah
 Db7M
Oh grandma, oh grandma
       Fm11                      F  F G Ab Bb C Eb F Ddim
Do you see me now lady oh oh oh
           Db7M
She used to sit me on her knee, she used to comb my hair
            Fm11
She used to tell me stories (fade out)