E 
Remember the nights we sat  
    A                    B 
and talked about all our dreams  
E 
Well little did we know then  
               A                 B  
they were more distant than they seemed well I  
F#  
Well I knew it  
A           E 
you knew it too  
The things we'd go through  
F#          A                B   
We knew the things we had to do  
to make it, baby.  
 
Coro:  
E                   F#  
You gotta cry tough  
                A                      
Out on the streets  
        B  
To make your dreams happen  
E                 F#  
You gotta cry out  
            A 
Out to the world  
             B  
To make them all come true.  
E    
Life ain't no easy ride  
   A                      B 
At least that's what I am told  
E 
Sometimes the rainbow baby  
   A                      B    
is better than the pot of gold  
F#             A  
You've got to stick it out  
E 
whether you're wrong or right  
F#                 A            B  
And you can't give in without a fight  
to make it baby  
 
Coro 
C#                      C#   B 
You gotta aim high, baby  
A                       A  G#  
whether you lose or win  
F#  
And when you get to the top  
    B                                         E 
You gotta get off or go right back down again 
Solo, Coro 
 
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Contribuição: Igor Duarte(gunsigoroses@hotmail.com)