| A7 | G | A7 | G | |
| You follow | your fe | elings, you | follow you | r dreams |
| A7 | G | G | D | |
| You foll | ow the lea | der in | to the t | rees |
| A7 | G | A7 | G | |
| And what | 's in there | waiting, neith | er one of us | knows |
| A7 | G | G | D | |
| You gott | a keep one | eye o | pen the f | urther you go |
| A7 | C | D | |
| You never | dreamed you'd go d | own on one knee, but | now |
| A7 | C | D | |
| Who could | have seen, you'd b | e so hard to please | somehow |
| D | D | |
| You feel li | ke a poor boy, a long w | ay from home |
| D | D | G | C | G | |
| You're just | a poor boy, a long way | from h | ome |
| D | |
| And it | 's wake up time |
| C | D | |
| Ti | me to open your e | yes |
| C | G | |
| And | rise and shi | ne |