Tom: C
Introdução: C9 G C9 G C9 G D G
C9 G
The race is harder than arithmatic
C9 G
Some will say it can't be won
C9 G
Son it gets harder when your shoes are slick
G/B D
But I had set my mind to run
C9 G
And it was harder that I bargained for
C9 G
Broken dreams at every turn
C9 G
I had heart enough to almost make it thru
G/B D
And a lesson yet to learn
C9 G
I slipped and fell before the finish line
C9 G
Just when it seemed I couldn't lose
C9 G
I can fall anytime you want me to
G/B D G
You are the s * *t beneath my shoes