Fools And Sages
Jonny CorndawgVersion1
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Don't stare straight into the sun
'cause a blind man cannot run
Oh how I might have to lose my sight
just to gain it back again
Don't drive a car when it's lightning
some folks find that it's frightening
but that's why cars got rubber tires
and a driver's side airbag
I believe that a fool has got more sense than the wisest sages
Because a fool does just what he's cut out for and never gets in no cages
My life story got wrote by the good lord and I'm just turning the pages
Striking out for a home where the road becoms the sky
Even if I became a reverend
I still wouldn't get to go to heaven
I can tell that I'm a-headed for hell
for all the things I've done
But it ain't nothing nice, oh
When I get an appetite
My methamphetamines, high horsepower engines
and walking on top of the ocean
Sell my three piece suit, ooh
Let me lose my roots
give me time to make up my mind
so that I can see
Not to stare straight into the sun
for a blind man cannot run
but it ain't nothing to lose your sight
if you've got your liberty
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Readable chord sheet for Fools And Sages by Jonny Corndawg
[F] [Gm] [C] [C7] [F] [F]Don't stare straight into the sun 'cause a [Gm]blind man cannot run [C]Oh how I might have to [C7]lose my sight just to [F]gain it back again [F]Don't drive a car when it's lightning some [Gm]folks find that it's frightening but [C]that's why cars got [C7]rubber tires [F]and a driver's side airbag [Bb]I believe that a [C]fool has got more [F]sense than the wisest sages Because a [Bb]fool does just what he's [C]cut out for and [F]never gets in no cages [Bb]My life story got [C]wrote by the good lord and [F]I'm just turning the [D9]pages Striking [G]out for a home where the [C]road becoms the [F]sky [F]Even if I became a reverend [Gm]I still wouldn't get to go to heaven [C]I can tell that I'm a-headed for [C7]hell for all the [F]things I've done [F]But it ain't nothing nice, oh When [Gm]I get an appetite My [C]methamphetamines, [C7]high horsepower engines and [F]walking on top of the ocean [F]Sell my three piece suit, ooh [Gm]Let me lose my roots [C]give me time to make [C7]up my mind [F]so that I can see [F]Not to stare straight into the sun [Gm]for a blind man cannot run but [C]it ain't nothing to [C7]lose your sight [C]if you've got your liberty