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falling with style Jason Boland
You’re b[D]ack on your fe[C]et, knock the d[G]ust from your je[D]ans.
And your so[D]ul’s on its kn[C]ees rolling di[G]ce with your dr[D]eams.
You’ve got a wat[D]ch in your po[C]cket, keeping tr[G]ack of the d[D]ays,
And you OD[D]’ed on aspir[C]in, but your heada[G]che remai[D]ns.
CHORUS:
It’s gonna b[D]e alri[C]ght in a ma[G]tter of t[D]ime,
Cause the di[D]rt is gonna yi[C]eld and the po[G]em is gonna rhy[D]me.
It’s gonna b[D]e alrig[C]ht, it might ta[G]ke a little wh[D]ile,
Cause fl[D]ying ain’t noth[C]ing, just fal[G]ling with st[D]yle.
C G D *2
When you walk through the valley with the shadows to the west,
You can pull out your bedroll, lay down and get some rest.
And you can pray for the sinners, the most and the least,
And be awakened by the sun being born in the east.
CHORUS
You’ve got rope burns on your hands from holding on way to tight.
But if you let go today, they are gonna heal up alright
And your eyes are half closed from staring down the sun,
You got no time for singing. You’re always on the run.
CHORUS
There it is. If you have any questions or comments or requests gimme a
holler at zacrobinson@tamu.edu Thanks
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