Am 	  	         C
Every day seems to find another way
Em 	  	  	  	 G
To lead me to a place where I don’t want to stay.
Am 	  	  	  	 C
I just want to cling to the pieces
Em 	  	  	        G
Of what’s been tossed away.

Play an instrumental verse 1x

You know it’s just so hard to find
Any rhyme or methodology in these here times
It’s gotten harder
To put my foot in the door
After so many years spent
Looking up from the floor.

Chorus:
G 	  	    	 D 	 
I looked up and Lord, I looked down
Am 	  	       C
Been around them quandary towns.
G 	                  D
Been pulled right through the wringer
Am 	                     C 	            G
Lord, the world’s out to shoot me the finger. 	 (repeat line 2x)

Play instrumental verse 2x

So tired of running into those
Who have something to say about every thing.
I guess they got all the right answers,
Provided you got the right questions for them.

Am-C
Em 	      G
The right questions,

Am-C
Em 	  	  	 G
Yes, the right questions.   

G 	  	    	 D 	 
I looked up and Lord, I looked down
Am 	  	       C
Been around them quandary towns.
G 	                  D
Been pulled right through the wringer
Am 	                     C 	            G
Lord, the world’s out to shoot me the finger. 	 (repeat line 2x)

Bridge: Instrumental verse 2x

Am 	  	         C
Every day seems to find another way
Em 	  	  	  	 G
To lead me to a place where I can’t really stay.