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Transposed from the original by Willie Nelson
At a tFime when the world seeFms to be spinnin' A
FHopelessly out oCf controlF
There's dFeceivers and believeFrs and old in-betweeners A
That seeFm to have no place tCo go F
CWell it's the same old songC, it's right anAd it's wrong F
And liviDmn' is just somCething that I do C
And with no plaFce to hide, I looFked in your eyes A
And I fFound myself Cin you F
I lCooked to the stars, Ctried all of the Abars F
And IDm've nearly gonCe up in smoke C
Now my hand's Fon the wheel of someFthin' that's real A
And I fFeel like I'm Cgoin' home F A F
And inF the shade of an oak, downF by the river A
FSat an old Fman and a boy C
Settin'F sails, spinnin talesF, and fishin' for whales A
With a Flady thatC they both eFnjoy
CWell it's the same damn tune, it's tChe man and the moon A F
It's thDme way that I fCeel aboutC you
And with noA place to hide, IA looked in your eyes D
And I Ffound myselfC in you F
IC looked to the stars, tCried all of theA bars F
And I'Dmve nearly gonCe up in smoke C
Now my handF's on the wheel of sFomethin' that's real A
And I fFeel like I'm gCoin' home F A F
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