Intro:
| Gm F | C Bb |
| Gm F | C Bb |
Verse 1:
Gm
And I should’ve been murdered by now
N.C.
And I’ve got fifteen people wondering how the hell’d he make it out
N.C.
I carry this bucket of pain
N.C.
And I’ve got 18 dollars to my mother-fucking name
Gm F
And it’s not a life it’s a game
C Bb
And I’m a two-ton wrecking ball filled with pain
Gm F
And I’ve got a lot to say
C Bb
Oh and I’m still feeling good from yesterday
Gm F
So stand up, if you’re out in the crowd
C Bb
Get down, make the doctor proud
Gm F
Stand up, if you’re out in the crowd
C Bb
Get down, make the doctor proud
Verse 2:
Gm F
Well I don’t know everything
C Bb
But I sure wish I did
Gm F
Then every time I’d catch a case
C Bb
I wouldn’t pop off so much at the lid
Gm F
I’d have my get out of jail card
C Bb
Popped cool and ready to go
Gm F
And then I’d pay my tax and bail money
C Bb
'Cause I’m a taxpaying fool, so we gotta
Gm F
Stand up, if you’re out in the crowd
C Bb
Get down, make the doctor proud
Gm F
Stand up, if you’re out in the crowd
C Bb
Get down, make the doctor proud
Gm F
Stand up
C Bb
Get down
Gm F
Oh, stand up
C Bb
Get down, take it away
Instrumental
| Gm F | C Bb |
| Gm F | C Bb |
| Gm | F | C | Cm Dm |
Bridge:
Gm F
He’s a little boy with a son and a daughter
C Cm Dm
He’s got no wife no he’s got no father
Gm F
He’s just trying to make it through this hard hard winter
C Cm Dm
Toes freezin' no reason he’s got no dinner
Gm
He’s a product of the music, a product of his time
F
A product of addiction in a very long line
C
Of users and abusers who just couldn’t keep it straight
Cm Dm
Oh man I wish I didn’t know one, I hope it ain’t too late
Gm
So won’t you call your mama, call your daddy
F
You can call your sister too
C
'Cause we’ve been out here walking that hard line
Dm F
You never ever could’ve made it through
Verse 3:
Gm F
And now we’re seven hundred billion strong
C Bb
We still can’t tell right from wrong
Gm F
So I’m gonna keep on dreaming until the cows come home
C N.C.
Gm F C
When drug store America starts taking care of their own
Bb Gm F
Start taking care of their own
C Bb
Yeah yeah, so we gotta
Gm F
Stand up, if you’re out in the crowd
C Bb
Get down, make the doctor proud
Gm F
Stand up, if you’re out in the crowd
C Bb
Get down, make the doctor proud
Gm F
Stand up
C Bb
Get down
Gm F
Oh, stand up
C Bb
Get down
Outro:
| Gm | F | C | Bb |
Gm F
Oh you gotta stand up, ooh yeah
C Bb
Living for this feeling we’ve got nowhere to go
Gm F
Stand up, ooh yeah
C Bb
I’m living for this feeling, I’ve got nowhere to go
Gm F
Stand up, ooh yeah
C Bb
Living for this feeling we've got nowhere to go
Gm
Stand up