Canteen Full Of Dreams

E

E                             A                      E
I have stood my ground when I should have turned and run
E                                                 B
Watched my dreams melt away like ice cubes in the sun
  E                                   A            E
I fell in love with ladies that don't know I even exist
  E                              D     A     E
I prayed to my savior and held a razor to my wrist

  E                              A               E
I found myself in trouble, and I lost my self in vain
E                                                 B
Busted in these honky-tonks and broke down in the rain
             E                          A             E
I heard that sirens of confusion in the canyons of my mind
E                        D        A       E
Sentenced to eternity, accused of killing time

       A                          E
Lord I guess I lasted longer than most folks thought I would,
E                                          B
Over worked and under paid and so misunderstood.
      A                              E
And I suffered from the burden of an excess of extremes
      E                                 D       A         E
But I made it through the desert with a canteen   full of dreams

D  A  E
D  A  E

  E                               A             E
I spent my mind on music, lost my soul inside a song.
E                                          B
Seems like people like me got nowhere to belong.
E                                 A                       E
Others seem to know where they're bound and where they've been.
      E                             D      A          E
But I felt like I was always on the outside   looking in.

      A                          E
But I guess I lasted longer than most folks thought I would,
E                                          B
Over worked and under payed and so misunderstood.
  A                              E
I suffered from the burden of an excess of extremes.
      E                                 D       A         E
But I made it through the desert with a canteen full of dreams

D  A  E
D  A  E

       A                          E
Lord I guess I lasted longer than most folks thought I would,
E                                          B
Over worked and under paid and so misunderstood.
      A                              E
And I suffered from the burden of an excess of extremes
      E                                 D       A         E
But I made it through the desert with a canteen   full of dreams

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