Written by Ed Robertson
Intro: G C GVerse 1:
D F C G Look back at my childhood, what was he thinkin'? D F C G Scrapbook highlights of smokin', drivin' and drinkin' D F C G Packed with pets and games in the back of a wagon D F C G Some white trash nonsense, not to sound like I'm braggin'G 'Cause I'm alive Dm Doesn't mean I lived well Am C G Just means I got back up every time that I fell G I've got the scrapes Dm The cuts and bruises Am C I know the mistakes that it takes G You're a fool if you choose thisVerse 2:
D F C G With some distance memories get a bit clearer D F C G Watching licenses lost in a rearview mirror D F C G Guess we held ourselves to a different standard D F C G To lose your keys those days, you had to be hammeredG 'Cause I'm alive Dm Doesn't mean I lived well Am C G Just means I got back up every time that I fell G I've got the scrapes Dm The cuts and bruises Am C I know the mistakes that it takes G You're a fool if you choose thisBridge:
Am C G And I recognize I've done fine Am C G Yeah, I realize I've got mine Am C G There must be better ways to make men Am C G Than the nonsense we did back thenG 'Cause I'm alive Dm Doesn't mean I lived well Am C G Just means I got back up every time that I fell G I've got the scrapes Dm The cuts and bruises Am C I know the mistakes that it takes G You're a fool if you choose this
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