G B7 That's life, that's what all the people say Em A You're ridin' high in April, shot down in May G B7 Em But I know I'm gonna change that tune A D7 When I'm back on top, back on top in June That's life, and as funny as it may seem Some people get their kicks stompin' on a dream But I don't let 'em get me down 'Cause this fine old world, it keeps me spinnin' around Chorus: G I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, G7 a pawn and a king C I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing A Each time I find myself flat on my face D I just pick myself up and get back in the race That's life, oh, and you know I can't deny it Many times I thought of quittin' baby, but my heart won't buy it And if I didn't think it was worth one single try Well, I'd hop up on a big bird and then I'd fly Chorus: I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn, and a king I've been up and down and over and out and I know one thing Each time I find myself flat on my face I just pick myself up and get back in the race That's life, oh, and you know I can't deny it Many times I thought of cuttin' out but my heart won't buy it And if there's nothin' shakin' here come this July Well, I'm gonna roll myself in a little ball and die, oh That's life, and as funny as it may seem Some people get their kicks stompin' on a dream But I don't let 'em get me down 'Cause this fine old world, it keeps me spinnin' round | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C D D7 Em G G7 B7 |