Better Days Bruce Springsteen
Talk to me, now.
[A] [C#m] My old man, he sailed away [d] [A] By a boat upon the sea My mother held her head high And smiled down on me She said, "Boy, get wise Work harder, do something with your nights Look smarter I promise you it's better days ahead"
And you, you were my friend When I had nothing to my name When all the world turned on me You still treated me the same
And we've been through hell, you and me Caught drama Girl tragedy, oh brother I promise you it's better days ahead