{t:A Few Old Favorites} {st:Russell Lawson} {chords_size: 1} {chords_position: 1} {print_chords:yes} {print_major:yes} {print_minor:yes} {print_seventh:yes} {print_bemol:yes} {print_bass_not_root:yes} {font:Title,Comic Sans MS, 20, 0,true,false} {font:SubTitle,Comic Sans MS, 16, 0,true,false} {font:Lyric,Comic Sans MS, 14, 0,false,false} {font:Chord,Arial, 8, 255,false,true} {font:Comment,Comic Sans MS, 8, 16711680,false,false} {font:Tablature,Courier New, 10, 65280,false,false} {font:Header,Comic Sans MS, 10, 0,true,false} {font:Footer,Comic Sans MS, 10, 0,true,false} {font:Control,MS Sans Serif, 8, 16711680,false,false} {left_margin: 800} {right_margin: 600} {top_margin: 1000} {botton_margin: 1000} {print_orientation: 1} [Em]The world is hard, it's full of [C]sin, we get no [G]pleasure giving [B7]in Amid the [Em]pain and uncertain[C]ty, there are [D7]few bright lights that we can [B7]see You put your [Em]back into the [C]task, do your [G]best when you get [B7]asked And when you [Em]ache, your legs are [D7]weak, let up a s[C]econd[B7], you're in the [Em]street {start_of_chorus} When the [D]working day is over and you're [C]tired of the [G]race And you [D]might just run for cover, there's a s[C]pecial hiding [B7]place Just [D]grab yourself a cold one, I'll [C]pick up this old [G]guitar We'll [C]sing a few old [G]favorites while the [C]heaven f[D]ills with [Em]stars {end_of_chorus} You think no one could even care 'cause you're nailed to the cross you bear Over the hill, long past your prime, there is no mountain you care to climb Just getting by takes all you've got, you push through trouble, by then you're shot Don't let the devil get down on you, you know exactly what to do {comment:refrain} The difference is the way you feel when you connect with the stuff that's real 'cause getting down is just a curse, you take that first step, it just gets worse so grab the rope, accept a hand, you've got a friend who'll help you stand So come one in, kick back awhile. Give up your burdens for a smile. {comment:refrain}