Tono: B
Introducción: A
A
Ain't it funny how life can change you
A D A
Ain't it funny how life don't change
A
Ain't it funny how life rearranged you
D A
Put a bullet where a bullet don't fit
D A
Put a bullet where a bullet don't fit
Growin' up never thought too much about dyin'
D A D A
Whether I'm right or wrong, same Chorus to a simple song
D A E
Spouts a sonnet to the broken sun and me
D A D A
If I was a holy man, the same leader of a broken band
D A E A
Selling hate in the promised land, that's me, Oh oh oh, that's me
Ain't it funny how life can shame you
D A E F#m
Selling hate in the promised land, that's me, Oh oh oh, that's me
F#m A F#m A
Whether I'm right or wrong, same Chorus to a simple song
Spouts a sonnet to the broken sun and me