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Chorus: G Eb7 High times, hard times D7 G Sometimes the livin' is sweet C#dim7 And D7 Em Sometimes there's nothin' to eat D/A A7 D But I always lands on my feet D7 G/D D So G Eb7 When there's dry times
D7 Em I wait for high times and then G7 I C6 Cm/Eb G/D C#m7b5 Put on my best and I stick out my chest G/D D7 G And I'm off to the races again! Instrumental: G C9 G C9 D7 Verse 1: G E7 Gsus/A My good friend, the Mayor, he called me today D7 G6 He said, "Medda, the voters are turning away." G G9/B C6 "Help me," he cried, "or they'll give me the axe!" A7/C# D7 I said, "Your Honour, you've got to relax." Chorus: G Eb7 High times, hard times D7 G Sometimes the livin' is sweet C#dim7 And D7 Em Sometimes there's nothin' to eat D/A A7 D But I always lands on my feet D7 G/D D So G Eb7 When there's dry times D7 Em I wait for high times and then G7 I C6 Cm/Eb G/D C#m7b5 Put on my best and I stick out my chest G/D D7 G And I'm off to the races again! G E7 Gsus/A So your old lady don't love you no more? D7 G6 So you're afraid there's a wolf at your door? G G9/B C6 So you've got street rats that scream in your ear? A7 D You win some you lose some, my dear! Chorus: Eb7 Ab E7 Oh, High times, hard times Eb7 Ab Sometimes the livin' is sweet Ddim7 And Eb7 Fm Sometimes there's nothin' to eat Fm/Ab But Eb/Bb Bb7 Eb I always lands on my feet Ab E7 So when there's dry times Eb7 Fm I wait for high times and then Ab7 I Db Dbm/Fb Ab/Eb Dm7b5 Put on my best and I stick out my chest Ab/Eb Eb7 Fm Ab7 And I'm off to the races again! Db I put on my best! Dbm6/Fb (I put on my best!) Ab/Eb And I stick out my chest! Fm (And I stick out my chest!) Bbm9 And I'm off! (And I'm off!) And I'm off! (And I'm off!) Dbmaj7/Eb And I'm off! Ab Db Ab Db Ab Db Ab To the races again!
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