Sometimes I Feel

Introduction D A Em G 2x D A Em G Sometimes I feel I'm drifting upon the sea D A Em G Sometimes I feel there's no land in front of me D A Em G And sometimes I feel that I've lost where I've been Em G D And there's no place left to go Bm A G D It's hard to live when justice is a sham Bm A D And the poor man rarely wins Bm A G D We talk about being clever in a nation of jerks Em D G But we're really just the joke of the world D A Em G Sometimes I feel like cutting my ties and going D A Em G Sometimes I feel I don't care about tomorrow D A Em G And sometimes I feel like I'm living in a stricken land Em G D And there's not many understand Bm A G D I see a nation of rabble and thieves Bm A D Consumed by greed and ignorance Bm A G D I see lives of not much consequence Em D G Caught up in their own publicity Bm A G D Well it's one step forward and two steps back Em D G How we gonna get anywhere? D A Em G 3x Em G D Bm A G D Bm A D Bm A G D Em D G D A Em G Sometimes I feel like walking out in the desert D A Em G Sometimes I feel like turning my back forever D A Em G And sometimes I feel like I'm knocking on heaven's door Em G D And there's no answer anymore Bm A G D For a man to live with honour and dignity Bm A D He has to have his rights respected Bm A G D Well how can he get that when his country rejects him? Em D G Where the hell does he start? Bm A G D When there are no leaders but there's a lot of sheep Em D G The great south land is getting bare Em D G G G G Well how did it get there D A Em G Sometimes I feel like walking out in the desert