G G G Sweet and wasted on a sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans C G Wearing yesterday's misfortunes like a smile. C G Em Once he had a future, full of money,love, and dreams, C D Which he spent,like they were going out of style. G G G And he keeps right on a changin for the better or the worse, C G Alway searchin for the shrine he's never found. C G Em Never knowin if believein was a blessing or a curse, C D G And if the going up was worth the coming down.
CHORUS: C (speak) G (speak) He's a poet, "he's a picker", He's a prophet "he's a pusher" C G Em He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned. C G Em He's a walkin contradiction, partly truth but mostly fiction, C D G takin every wrong direction, on his lonely way back home. G G G G G G He has tasted good and evil, in your bedroom and your bar, C G And he's traded in tomorrow for today. C G Em Running from his devils lord and reachin for the stars, C D and losin all he loves along the way. G G G But this world keeps right on turnin, for the better or the worse C G C And all he ever gets is older and around. From the rockin of the cradle to G Em C D G the rollin of your hearse, the goin up is worth the coming down. REPEAT CHORUS: D G
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