Back On My Feet Chords & Tabs
A
A
How many days will the wet weather last?
A G
I want to know will the clouds
E
When they roll back
A F#m
Reveal a man in an old mac
Bsus4 B
Living on a park bench
Esus4 E
Sitting on his own?
A
Cut to the rain as it runs down the glass
G E
Eventually through the lightning and thunder
A F#m
We see a man going under
Bsus4 B
This is how it happens
Esus4 E
This is what he said
E A
I don't need love
E A
Though temptation is sweet
E F#m
Give me your hand
D A
'Til I'm back on my feet
E A E A
You're always telling me about my misery
E F#m
I've seen things you'll never see
D A
Don't pity me
A
Focus in on the breath of a man
A G
Who takes a brown paper bag
E
From his knapsack
A F#m
Between his whispers and wise cracks
Bsus4 B
He's looking for permission
Esus4 E
Screaming at the sky
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E A
I don't need love
E A
Though temptation is sweet
E F#m
Give me your hand
D A
'Til I'm back on my feet
E A E A
You're always telling me about my misery
E F#m
I've seen things you'll never see
D A
Don't pity me
C
I'll be right again
A
Be upright without you
C
I'll stand up again
A
Kick up a fuss again too
A
Cut back again to a girl walking by
G E
Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks
A F#m
Climb an invisible soap box
Bsus4 B
Laughing at the traffic
Esus4 E
Shouting at the world
E A
I don't need love
E A
Though temptation is sweet
E F#m
Give me your hand
D A
'Til I'm back on my feet
E A E A
You're always telling me about my misery
E F#m
I've seen things you'll never see
D A
Don't pity me
C
I'll stand up again
A
Kick up a fuss again too
C
I'll be right again
A
Be upright without you
A
We see a life through the eyes of a man
As he live and he dies
By a simple tattoo
C
I'll be back again
A
When I land on my feet
C
I'll stand up again
A
Kick up a fuss again, wouldn't you
A
Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him
It's there on his face
He's a case where there's clearly no hope
C
Give me your hand again
'Til I land again
A
His face starts to fade
As we pull down the shade
And the picture we made
Is in glorious cinemascope
C A
I'll be back...
