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F# There can be but better ways from yesterdays to me F# Somewhere there are better days for better ways to be G Sunny days have funny ways of quieting the roar G Is it still a blessed thing to live and live some more Bm7 And I'm left with the truth Bm7 And I'm right in my mind Bm7 Given some of the time F# Maybe never! Bm7 So I walk in these shoes Bm7 When I feel it's the blues Bm7 If it ain't it will do F# Yeah, yeah, yeah Bm7 I woke up early one morning Bm7 F# Like I'd been under a spell Bm7 D Gazed into the mirrored reflection G Bm7 Said I had to do it or else Bm7 And I'm left with the truth Bm7 And I'm right in my mind Bm7 Given some of the time F# Maybe never! Bm7 So I walk in these shoes Bm7 When I feel it's the blues Bm7 If it ain't it will do F# Yeah, yeah, yeah Bm Ooh C#m F# Bm Things are true F# There can be but better ways from yesterdays to me F# Somewhere there are better days for better ways to be G Sunny days have funny ways of quieting the roar G Is it still a blessed thing to live and live some more Bm7 And I'm left with the truth Bm7 And I'm right in my mind Bm7 Given some of the time F# Maybe never! Bm7 So I walk in these shoes Bm7 When I feel it's the blues Bm7 If it ain't it will do F# Bm7 Yeah, yeah, yeah F# Bm7 F# Bm7 I walk in these shoes