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Introduction: C F C G64 G7 C Am G64 F C F C
C F C
With his back against the San Francisco traffic
G64 G7 C
On the bridges side that faces towards the jail
Am G64 F
Setting out to join a demographic,
C F C
He hoists his first leg up over the rail.
C F C
A phone call's made, police cars show up quickly.
G64 G7 C
The sergeant slams his passenger door.
Am G64 F
He says, Hey son why don't you talk through this with me,
C F C
Just tell me what you're doing it for.
Am C
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,
Am Em
It's the mountains, it's the fog,
F C
It's the news at six o'clock,
G64 G7
It's the death of my first dog.
C F
It's the angels up above me,
C C/B Am
It's the song that they don't sing,
G64 G7 C
It's a little bit of everything.
C F C
There's an older man who stands in a buffet line,
G64 G7 C
He is smiling and he's holding out his plate,
Am G64 F
And the further he looks back into his timeline,
C F C
That hard road always led him to today.
C F C
Making up for when his bright future had left him,
G64 G7 C
Making up for the fact that his only son is gone,
Am G64 F
And letting everything out once, his server asks him,
C F C
Have you figured out yet, what it is you want?
Am C
I want a little bit of everything,
Am Em
The biscuits and the beans,
F C
Whatever helps me to forget about
G64 G7
The things that brought me to my knees.
C F
So pile on those mashed potatoes,
C C/B Am
And an extra chicken wing,
G64 G7 C
I'm having a little bit of everything.
C F C
Somewhere a pretty girl is writing invitations,
G64 G7 C
To a wedding she has scheduled for the fall,
Am G64 F
Her man says, Baby, can I make an observation?
C F C
You don't seem to be having any fun at all.
C F C
She said, You just worry about your groomsmen and your shirt-size,
G64 G7 C
And rest assured that this is making me feel good,
Am G64 F
I think that love is so much easier than you realize,
C F C
If you can give yourself to someone, then you should.
Am C
Cause it's a little bit of everything,
Am Em
The way you joke, the way you ache,
F C
It is getting up before you,
G64 G7
So I could watch you as you wake.
C F
So on the day in late September,
C C/B Am
It's not some stupid little ring,
G64 G7 C
I'm getting a little bit of everything.
Am C
Oh, it's a little bit of everything,
Am Em
It's the matador and the bull,
F C
It's the suggested daily dosage,
G64 G7
It's the red moon when it's full.
C F
All these psychics and these doctors,
C C/B Am
They're all right and they're all wrong,
C F
It's like trying to make out every word,
C Am
When they should simply hum along.
C F
It's not some message written in the dark,
C C/B Am
Or some truth that no one's sees,
G64 G7 C
It's a little bit of everything.