It Doesnt Mean A Thing

F I never knew my mother A# C I can't say it was so bad F She was still a girl of seventeen A# C The night she met my dad F He was just six months out of Chino Dm C Tryin' his hardest to stay clean F Fmaj9 Dm C A# And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing F Fmaj9 Dm C A# Like doves sleepin' with broken wings F Fmaj9 Dm A# In a bed fit for a king F It didn't mean a thing F It was a shotgun-forced wedding A# C And they forgot to bring the guns F They were too busy countin' promises A# C To the children not yet born F No one could afford the ride Dm C They just hitched up the one oh one F Fmaj9 Dm C A# And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing F Fmaj9 Dm C A# Like doves dancin' with broken wings F Fmaj9 Dm C A# With a view fit for a king F It didn't mean a thing A# It was a lonliness they would confess F Like the world had gone bad, I guess A# F So they'd hold hands lookin' to the eyes of God A# They'd say, "Tell me, why'd you hide from us? F Why'd you fill the world with wickedness? A# C Why'd you spare us from your grace but not the rod?" F Now my dad says, "F**k the details, A# C Just keep your head down hide. F You gotta find yourself alone A# C before you'll find the eyes of God" F You may be broke and scared A# C And mad as hell at the flesh of your heart's strings F Fmaj9 Dm C A# But you were born to be a peasant not a king F Fmaj9 Dm C A# So just stop actin' like you're runnin' from something F Fmaj9 Dm C A# You're gonna leave the way you came without a thing F Fmaj9 Dm C A# With your heart tied to your mind tied to a string F Fmaj9 Dm C A# You just sing and you sing and you sing F It doesn't mean a thing