Tom: Em
Introdução: Em
Em G
They all, were losers,
A C D
And none had a dime.
Em G
And they all drew pictures,
A C D
Of what was stored in their minds.
Em G
Questions and answers,
A C D
Filled with fables and rhymes.
Em G
Headed west was a '49er,
A
To stake his new shrine.
C
Some never made,
D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C D
They grew old and weary,
B
And ashamed,
C D
Of the stories they told,
Em
And the wealth that they gained.
Em G
But the road, was a rough one,
A C D
Wind and hills were their foe.
Em G
And no man, was a low man,
A C D
They were too young to know.
Em G
Headed west was a 49er,
A C D
Get rich quick, live life finer.
Em G A
On and on and on, the story goes.
C
Some never made,
D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C D
They grew old and weary,
B
And ashamed,
C D
Of the stories they told,
Em
And the wealth that they gained.
Em G
Now rich man, and poor,
A C D
Aren't equal to one.
Em G
And they follow the stars,
A C D
Once the journey's begun.
Em G
Shines the gleam, in their eye,
A C D
And the song in their heart.
Em G
If the land don't shred his mind,
A
It'll tear his soul apart.
C
Some never made,
D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C D
They grew old and weary,
B
And ashamed,
C D
Of the stories they told,
Em
And the wealth that they gained.
C
Some never made,
D
Their dreams come to life.
Em
Many men fell from a gun or a knife.
C D
They grew old and weary,
B
And ashamed,
C D
Of the stories they told,
Em
And the wealth that they gained.