Tom: E
Introdução:
C#m
Hover, hover, straight to my head
F#m B
The riches are dry of living the lie
C#m
And bringing trouble, trouble back in my bed
F#m B
Where nobody can save me 'cause the smoke is my baby
A F#m A B
Baby, mama I got your wild-eyed ways
A F#m A B
Mama, there's nothing you can do or say
C#m
I got the rich kids blues
F#m
And it's got nothing to do with you
C#m
I got the rich kids blues
F#m
And I'm not sure that I'll pull it through
Why, oh, why you're over my head