Guys Like Me
[Intro:] G see D G (G) Well there's no more smokey bars in Cali-(D)-fornia, There ain't no wild life left in Tenne-(G)-ssee, But I keep on livin' every song I'm (D) singing, And they're tryin' to put an end to guys like (G) me, All that's left in Bakersfield is a (D) jukebox, And it's haunted by old songs and memor-(G)-ies, It's getting hard to find a place to play my (D) guitar, And they're tryin' to put an end to guys like (G) me, [Chorus:] I'd (Em) like to find a place where love sur-(G)-rounds me, Some (Em) town where they don't mind me hangin' a-(G)-round, A (C) place where life don't move too fast and (G) what you are is not a thing of the past, Where (A) you can land your dreams on solid (D) ground, [Verse 3:] Well I'm (G) sittin' on a barstool down on (D) Broadway, Waitin' for my turn to sing my (G) dreams, I'm just a California boy with my old (D) guitar, And they're tryin' to put an end to guys like (G) me, Solo: G D D G G D D G [Repeat Chorus] [Repeat Verse 3] Tag Yeah they're (D) tryin' to put an end to guys like (G) me.
Written by: KOSTAS LAZARIDES, TRENT SUMMAR
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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