Many have I loved and many times been bitten
Many times I've gazed along the open road
Many times I've lied and many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered how much there is to know
Many dreams come true and some have silver linings
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold
F# (11 and a half measures)
(single note)
Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing
Many, many men can't see the open road
Many is a word that only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout a thing you really oughta know
ohoh ohoh ohoh ohoh
You really ought to know
ohoh ohoh
I really ought to know
repeat until fade, then: