I Aint Got Time

D                   Em
I ain't got time to hang around bars
   A                             D
or for games of pinball with the boys;
   D                         Em
my days start at dawn and my wild years are gone
       G                         D
and my own kids are playing with toys.

D                        Em
He's back at home in his parents' big house,
     A                     D
he's not even supporting a car;
D                            Em
says he's got problems, it's true that he does,
            G                           G
but they're not what he's thinking they are.

D                       Em
Tax time is back an' he ain't saved a dime
A                           D
though his only expense has been beer;
D                           Em
people he knows say, "Well, shame about Joe,
            G                    G
but he will grow up one of these years."

D                   Em
I ain't got time to hang around bars
   A                             D
or for games of pinball with the boys;
   D                         Em
my days start at dawn and my wild years are gone
       G                         D
and my own kids are playing with toys.

D                                Em
He's always uptight when there's deep feelings aired,
      A                            D
hell, it's just 'cause he's scared of his own;
D                       Em
hates to face up to the truth that's inside
        G                        G
of that heart that he passes for stone.

D                      Em
Can't ever make the commitments it takes
   A                         D
to keep anything lasting for long;
D                            Em
just like those jobs and the women he's known
         G                       G
but it's never been him that was wrong.

D                   Em
I ain't got time to hang around bars
   A                             D
or for games of pinball with the boys;
   D                         Em
my days start at dawn and my wild years are gone
       G                         D
and my own kids are playing with toys.

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     D                       Em
He's waiting right now for a rock 'n' roll band
   A                        D
to employ him and take him away.
    D                      Em
And send him a list of the places he'll be
      G                         G
and determine his next month of days.

    D                          Em
And if they don't call you can find him downtown
   A                       D
or at home in his old childhood room;
    D                       Em
his number's the same, only wait if you call,
       G                      G
for he sleeps ev'ry day until noon.

D                   Em
I ain't got time to hang around bars
   A                             D
or for games of pinball with the boys;
   D                         Em
my days start at dawn and my wild years are gone
       G                         D
and my own kids are playing with toys.
   D                         Em
My days start at dawn and my wild years are gone
       G                         D
and my own kids are playing with toys.

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| D          | Em         | G          | D          ||

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