[Verse]
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Real hard living but you figure it out
C D G
Real hard loving when you're riddled with doubt
C D G
Real hard flying when you're clutching the ground
C D G
Real hard living but you figure it out

 G
When this hard day ends gonna call my friends
 C
Meet up in the same old place
 D
Grab a girl I know, spin her round that floor
 C G
Till a smile spreads across her face
 G
Well the week's been long but my back is strong
 C
I doubt I'm ever gonna change
 D
I'm the first born son of a son of a gun
 C G
Who had his own demons to face

C D G
Real hard living but you figure it out
C D G
Real hard loving when you're riddled with doubt
C D G
Real hard flying when you're clutching the ground
C D G
Real hard living but you figure it out

 G
Well the last 5 years I have drowned my fears
 C
'Cause I don't know any other way
 D
And I shook some hands, became a better man
 C G
Least that's what my mother would say
 G
But the boy I was had a lot in common
 C
With the man I a
		
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