Capo 1 

G Won't say I D love you babe. 
G Won't say I D need you babe. 
But I'm going to A get you babe 
and I will G not do you wrong. D 
G Living's mostly D wasting time 
G and I waste my D share of mine 
but it never feels A too good 
so G let's not take too long. D 
Well, G you're soft as D glass and I'm a G gentle A man 
D we got the sky to A talk about 
and the G world to lie D upon. 

G Days up and D down they come 
G like rain on a D conga drum 
forget most, A remember some 
but G don't turn none D away. 
G Everything is D not enough 
G nothing is D too much to bear 
where you been is A good and gone 
all you G keep's the getting D there. 
To G live is to D fly G low and A high 
so D shake the dust off A of your wings 
and the G sleep out of your D eyes. 

G It's goodbye to D all my friends. 
G It's time to D go again. 
Think of all A the poetry 
and the G pickin' down the D line. 
G I'll miss the D system here 
the G bottom's low and the D treble's clear, 
but it don't pay to A think too much 
on the G things you leave D behind. 
I G may be D gone G but I won't be A long 
I'll be D bringing back the A melody 
and the G rhythm that I D find. 

G We all got D holes to fill 
G and them holes are D all that's real 
some fall on you A like a storm 
G sometimes you dig your D own. 
G But choice is D yours to make 
G time is yours to D take 
some dive A into the sea 
some G toil upon the D stone. 
To G live is to D fly G low and A high 
so D shake the dust off A of your wings 
and the G sleep out of your D eyes.