Person Youd Be Proud Of

G D Bm A There are days I feel so lucky all I can think of is you dying G D A 'cuz I'm worried that life owes me one G D Bm A But the arbitrary happenstance of tragedy is tragic G D A So the more that these days wear on the more lucky I become G D Bm A G A Yeah that's why you're the voice in my mind (though it's inevitably crowded) G D Bm A G A And I'll try to be the type of person you'd be proud of G D Bm A Though it may be mawkish, And the alt weeklies think it's gauche G D A Some hack job that got sold in the room G D Bm A A souvenir. A hallmark card. A little banjo hitter swing G D A That doesn't mean that it's not true G D Bm A Oh who could lie to you beam of light G A With a countenance that's shrouded? G D Bm A G A You know I'll try to be the type of person you'd be proud of G D I know you try! Bm A (to be a person you'd be proud of.) G D That voice in your mind! Bm A (say, "Be a person you'd be proud of.") G D Oh beam of light! Bm A (No, just a person you'd be proud of.) G D And who could lie Bm A To a person you'd be proud of?