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Better Times
(words and music by a. fering)
(solo guitar, g. johnson)
intro: rhythm guitar only
G D C G
ok, here's where you sing too, it's tough...
everyone else in the band comes in here too,
bass slide down.
Gdo you rememberDwhen we were friends
Csittin around, not doin' Ganything.
gthose days are gone djust a memory
ckind of wish that, you were here and
gwe could talk again
now do the damn progression:
G D C G
gdo you rememberdthe times we had?
ci'd sell my soulgfor just a minute that
gthose times are gonedand far behind
cthey're non-existantgbut they're in my mind
now do the progression twice, and greg does his solo shit.
just improvise, if you can't make anything fit, you need lessons.
G D C G
G D C G
gwe'll never bedlike we were before
cbut don't forgetgyou're welcome at my door
gthere were better timesdwhen the world was mine
cbut nothing holds truegit's all a big decline
G D C G
rhythm guitar again, and voice, light light percussion
1st verse, ending with a decreshendow mama.
(clap clap clap, cheering, panties on the stage)
you did good!
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