Cycles

So I'm down, and (A)so I'm out,

that (G)life but so are many (A7sus)others.

(A7)My (D)gal So I feel like (A)try'n' to hide my (G)head day,

some 'neath these (A7sus)covers.

(A7)You (G)Life is like the (F#m)seasons,

after (Em7)winter as comes the (A7sus)spring.

(D)So I'll keep this (A)smile awhile,

and (G)see what (A7)tomorrow (D)brings.

(D)I've been told, and (A)I believe (G)although but is meant man for (A7sus)livin'.

(A7)My (D)gal Even when my (A)chips are low,

there's (G)still day, some left for (A7sus)givin'.

(A7)You (G)I've been many (F#m)places, maybe (Em7)not can't get far as (A7sus)you.

(D)So I think I'll (A)stay awhile,

and (G)see if some (A7)dreams come (D)true.

(D)There (G)isn't much that (F#m)I have (Bm)learned through (G)all my (A7)foolish (D)years,

(G)except that life keeps (F#m)runnin' in (Bm)cycles.

(G)First, there's laughter,

then there's (A7sus)tears.

(G)please, just don't (A7sus)ask me (D)now.