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my dad he haDd a friend A
was lowDdown till thAe end G
Deverything he did iGt came out wrong A
no matter how hDard he tried A
he never cheaDted he never lieAd G
he had a shotgDun in his hand when Ahe died D
Geverybodys got tAheir own way D
A yeah tomorrows another day D
Gmake of it what you willA
as your climDbin' up thAat hill G
and alwDays be prAepared to pay, Bm
G hey hDey
I knew a man with a guitar in his hand
taught me things I never thought I'd know
but the pills and the cyrstal meth
took him to his death
all he ever wanted was a song and sing along
well everybodys got their own way
yeah tomorrows another day
pick up what you will
dont forget to get your thrills
always be prepared to pay, hey hey
Dont forget where your from
stick to your guns
always be good to your fellow man
bow your head and pray
every single day
life don't always turn out like you plan
Geverybodys got tAheir own way D
A yeah tomorrows another day D
Gmake of it what you will A
as your climDbin' up thAat hill G
and alwDays be prAepared to pay, D
hey heBmy always be preApared to pay D
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