End Of The Line

G           D                      Cadd9
And now the gravity of trouble was more than I could bear,
G/B                         D
At times my luck was so bad, I had to fold my hands,
Cadd9               G/B
Almost lost my soul, rarely I could find my head,
Bb6                          C
Wake up early in the morning, feeling nearly dead.
Riff Notes F E D C D or end with Fadd2 G5
or
Chords:
F E D C D
D C B A B
D                             C
 I was never afraid of danger, took trouble on the chin,
G/B                                 D
Mountains I have climbed, that have killed a thousand men, Spent
Cadd9                         G/B
most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin' behind the wheel,
Bb6                   A5                       A5
Never needed anybody, I was king of the hill. (2 more beats)

C   G                      D
Oh, when I think about the old days, Lord
C        G                  F  D
it sends chills up and down my spine, Yeah
C                  G             D
life ain't what it seems, on the boulevard of broken dreams,
Fadd2                                       Cadd9
Guess I opened my eyes in the nick of time, cause it
Bb6                C
sure felt like the end of the line...
Opening Riff 1x

C  C  G  G
D  D  D  D
C  C  G  (quick) F
D  D  D  D
C  C  G  G
D  D  D  D
Fadd2  Fadd2  Cadd2  Cadd2
D  D  D  D
Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9
G/B  G/B  G/B   G/B
Bb6  Bb6  Bb6  Bb6
(gets soft)
D  D  D  D
Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9
G/B  G/B  G/B  G/B
Bb6  Bb6  Bb6  Bb6
D  D  D  D
Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9
G/B  G/B  G/B  G/B
Bb6  Bb6  Bb6  Bb6
D  D  D  D
(building up again)
G  G  G  G
D  D  D  D
G  G  G  G
D  D  D  D
Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9  Cadd9
G/B  G/B  G/B  G/B
D (sustained)

Cadd9                       G/B
No matter how hard I run, I just can't get away I
Bb6                        D
try to do my best, but the devil gets in my way Spent
Cadd9                         G/B
most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin' behind the wheel
Bb6                       A5                A5
'Till it all came down to kill or be killed (2 more beats)
C   G                      D
Oh, when I think about the old days, Lord
C        G                  F  D
it sends chills up and down my spine, Yeah
C                  G             D
life ain't what it seems, on the boulevard of broken dreams,
Fadd2                                       Cadd9
Guess I opened my eyes in the nick of time, cause it
Bb6                C
sure felt like the end of the line...

Dm Csus2 G/B
Dm Fsus2 C5

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