Intro: (Capo at 2nd Fret)   C  Em  Am  C7  F    G7  C   G              
                                                                                             
 
C                   Em          Am C7     F        G7               C - 
G7     
Well I don't drink as much as I used to, lately it just ain't my style, 
                                                                                                                                 
 Em                         Am C7                        
F                G7   
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to, they pass quickly like 
when I was a  
 
  C G7 
child, 
 
                                                                                                              
F                         G                    C C7        F            
G   Am C7 
And some how I've learned how to listen,  for a sound like the sun goin 
down,  
 
F                G7           C F           C               
Em            Am C7 
In the magic the mornin is bringin,  there's a song for the life I have 
found, 
 
  
F             G7        C - G7 
It keeps my feet on the ground, 
 
 
C              Em             Am C7    F                               
G7            C- And a mid-summer days sits so heavy, but don't they 
flow like the breeze through your  
 
 G7 
mind, 
           
C               Em            Am C7          F                 G7    
C G7 
When nothin appears in a hurry,  to make up for someone's lost time, 
  
   
        F                         G           C C7          F            
G    Am C7 
And some how I've learned how to listen,  for a sound like the sun goin 
down, 
    
     F                 G7          C F                  C               
Em    Am C7 
In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have 
found, 
 
F            G7               C 
It keeps my feet on the ground, 
 
(add-lib Lead) 
  
       F                            G          C C7             
F          G  Am C7 
And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the breeze 
dyin down, 
 
    F                G7           C F                    
C                Em Am C7 
In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the friend I have 
found, 
 
F                    G7             C C7          F          G7    C 
She keeps my feet on the ground,   she keeps my feet on the ground.