Day That I Die

D G Bm A

D                  G
Early morning in a motel room,
Bm                  A
Sunshine trying to creep on through.
D                  G
Lost sleep but I found a tune,
Bm              A
Stuck inside my head.
D                  G
Cigarettes, a tank of gas,
Bm                  A
Headed off to nowhere fast,
D                    G                 Bm  A
Gotta find a way to make this feeling last.

D                  G
'Cause I believe that I,
Bm                  A
Was born with a song inside of me.
D              G
Never question why,
Bm                          A
I just keep on singing that melody.
D                G
And as time goes by,
Bm                A             G
Oh it's funny how time can make you realize,
Bm                   A
We're running out of it.

D       G           D
On the day that I die,
        A        D
I wanna say that I,
       G              D             A       D
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
           G           D
I want to live out my days,
           A    D
Until the very end,
             G             D
I hope they find me in my home
         A            D
With my guitar in my hands.
             G             D
I hope they find me in my home
         A            D
With my guitar in my hands.

D G Bm A

D                    G
A part of dawn to be ashamed of,
Bm                  A
But good people are supposed to be up.
D                           G
But I found peace with this path I took,
Bm               A
As I lay down my head.
D              G
Crossroads you gotta choose,
Bm                 A
Which way could be win or lose.
D                     G                 Bm A
But every morning my soul seems to sing on through.

D                  G
'Cause I believe that I,
Bm                  A
Was born with a song inside of me.
D              G
Never question why,
Bm                          A
I just keep on singing that melody.
D                G
And as time goes by,
Bm                A             G
Oh it's funny how time can make you realize,
Bm                   A
We're running out of it.

       G           D
On the day that I die,
        A        D
I wanna say that I,
       G              D             A       D
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
           G           D
I want to live out my days,
           A    D
Until the very end,
             G             D
I hope they find me in my home
         A            D
With my guitar in my hands.
             G             D
I hope they find me in my home
         A            D
With my guitar in my hands.
[Instrumental] (x2)
D G Bm A
        D G
We are gone
        Bm A
We are gone
D        G
Its all over
Bm         A
Before you know

D C Bm A

D                  G
'Cause I believe that I,
Bm                  A
Was born with a song inside of me.
D              G
Never question why,
Bm                          A
I just keep on singing that melody.
D                G
And as time goes by,
Bm                A             G
Oh it's funny how time can make you realize,
Bm                   A
We're running out of it.

       G           D
On the day that I die,
        A        D
I wanna say that I,
       G              D             A       D
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
           G           D
I want to live out my days,
           A    D
Until the very end,
             G             D
I hope they find me in my home
         A            D
With my guitar in my hands.
             G             D
I hope they find me in my home
         A            D
With my guitar in my hands.

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