Amigo

C       G            Am           G           F
We were drinking and having times down by the ocean
C       G            Am           G           F
Thought of running away, but don't we all?
C       G            Am           G           F
We had this strange idea we were gonna be famous
C       G            Am           G           F
But we were too drunk to drive or make that call

   C     G Am
My amigo
         G         F
Well his eyes were dead
                                        C G Am
But he was still writing down the lines
         G           F
He had a cord in his hand
                                         C G Am G F
He said, "I wasn't made for these times"

C     G Am
Cemetery
       G   F                        C    G
In the car garage a couple of dirty dogs
     Am         G    F
It's sad, but I felt blessed
                                       C G Am G F
Amongst the dead, we were at our best
F
Amigo

C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still young
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still loved
C
You're only nineteen
G
You're only hungry
F
You're so dumb
C
You're still nineteen
G
You're still hungry
F
You're still young

   C     G Am
My amigo
         G         F
Well his eyes were dead
                                        C G Am
But he was still writing down the lines
         G           F
He had a cord in his hand
                                        C G Am G
He said, "I wasn't made for these times"
F
Amigo
Amigo

C
I see too many young men watered down
F
I see too many of fires burn out
C
I was there to see your eyes of fire
F
I was there to hear the talk that you did inspire
C
You shoulda burned your bills
You shoulda run from the feds
F
Forgot your name
And flushed your meds
C
You shoulda said the things you heard in you head
F
There's too many good men living dead
C                        F
And I don't wanna miss a damn thing
C                      F
I'm never gonna miss a damn thing
C
'Cause signs lead to signs
And time's got time
              F
Until there's no time left at all
C                    F
I don't wanna miss a damn thing

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