Fly The Tragically Hip
[C]Seventy days to cross the [G]ocean [F]
[C]Seventy nights where no one[G]’s gonna hear me fa[F]ll
[C]Freddie Mercury, “I’ve somet[G]imes wished [F]
[F]I’d never been born at all”
[C]I remain unphotographed y[G]ea [F]
[C]I don’t exaggerate my inte[G]lligence [F]
[C]I might turn a broom into [G]a tree [F]
[F]But I’ll never be one of them
[Am]I f[F]ly, [C] cause there’s no why in getting beaten up [F]by
[Am]a g[F]uy [G] who cries before he fights
[C]I don’t want em to see me [G]like this [F]
[C]The way they like to kick [G]people when t[F]heir down
[C]You said, ‘please stop wor[G]rying bout th[F]is
[F]They stop kicking once you’re down’
[C]There’s Mistaken Point, Newfoundland [G] [F]
[C]There’s Moonbeam, Ontari-ari-o[G] [F]
[C]There are places I’ve never[G] been [F]
[F]and always wanted to go
[Am]I f[F]ly, [C] cause woe betide a guy who just liv[F]es to fight
[Am]Fly[F], [G] love is to try and die trying
[A]Fl[Bb]y, [C]yea, that’s right
[A]Fl[Bb]y, [C]ye[D]a, that’s right
[A]Tr[Bb]y, [C]lo[D]ve [F]is[G] to try and die trying
[Am]Am [F]F [C]G [F] (Through solo)
[C]Coastline rising out of th[G]e ocean [F]
[C]Coastline rises like a pai[G]r of glowing [F]thighs
[C]Theres something down deep[G] inside me sa[F]ys,
[F]‘Where ya been all my life.’
[Am]Fly[F], tur[C]n your [F]back, get your face in the sky
[Am]Fly[F], lov[G]e is to try and die trying
[Am]Try[F], lef[C]t and ri[F]ght, across your mind
[Am]Try[F], lov[G]e is to try and die trying
[C]C…[G]….[F](fade)
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