Living Room Floor

           G             Em
Woke up nearly six ‘o clock
              Am            D
It was our last day in Vermont
                 G          Em  Am  D
One of us was still missing
              G
Staying at Tommy’s place
          Am                   Em
Doing nothing but playing for no pay
       D                 G  Em  Am  D
And anybody who wanted to listen
              C
Tommy had a buddy had turned twenty-one
      D                           G
At midnight just a couple hours before
        Em                                  Am
And I look to my left, seen him wake up laughing
                        D
On a blanket, on some bullshit
                                G  Em
All alone on the living room floor
         Am         D
On the living room floor

                  G            Em
And I keep a portrait in my pocket
       Am                   D
Of myself the year I got stung
           G    Em
By that silly man
        Am        D
(Woah, oh, woah, oh)
                    G           Em
You could see the fire in my eyes
                  Am            D
When he fired off to no surprise
                G             Em
He didn’t come to give a damn
        Am           D
(Woah, oh, woah, oh)
           C
And the bottle of merlot fell over
          D                           G
When he got up to go and finally slammed the door
       Em                                       Am
Wait, what have we got left? Seen it come up easy
Blood and baking soda
    D
Scrubbing on the rug on the living room floor
          G                 Em          Am           D
On the living room floor, on the living room floor, mmm

     C                       D
And I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
G                         Em
I am in my own place, I am my own house
      C                      D
And I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
 G                         Em
I am in my own place, I am my own house
   C                         D
I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
              G                    Em
And sing it, I am in my own place, I am my own house
     C                            D
And I am in my own lane, I will not let myself down
G                     Em
I am in my own place, I am my own house
  C        D
Yes, indeed I am

              G                Em
And when my old man come to visit
           Am                     D
He said "Is it ever tough to look back?
  G                Em
Does it get too loud?"
  Am       D
Woah, ah
          G                     Em
"Do you ever wish you could have done
                   Am
Them things you never done?
              D            G         Em
Are you sentimental mama, are you proud?"
    Am        D
Woah, oh
            C                          D
"And you didn't have to order out for me
                              G
I know it’s something that you can’t afford
         Em                                Am
Have you got any left?" Tell him “Babe, I made this
                                 D                       G  Em
With my own hands." Ain't it something? Sitting cross-legged
              Am              D           G  Em
‘Cause we haven’t got a table yet, oh, oh
                   Am                D         G
Saving up, gonna get a few chairs, get a whole set
  Em             Am           D            G  Em  Am  D
And I got my bed and my closet and a living room floor
       G  Em  Am  D
Woah, I got a living room floor

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