The World Is A Wonderful Place
Richard ThompsonVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Lovers pair off and they fall into bed
The same old lies trip off the tongue
A few lonely hearts stand and prop up the room
The night is young
Envy the bodies asleep on the floor
Dreaming some comfortable dream
And envy the drunk as he falls through the door
For the world is drunk I see
You live and you die, there's no reason why
The world is a wonderful place
The poor live in pain, they're sick and insane
Ah, the world is a wonderful place
How does it feel to be nothing
How does it feel to be small
Oh hard on that pine, it's the end of the line
Intro
Ah, the world is a wonderful place
Another year older and nothing to show
Is this what I grew up to be?
Oh you birthday boy here's a pat on the back
Youre a sight to see
Am I just a clown like the fools gathered here
Am I nothing special at all
If this is called living, IUm folding my hand
Im sick of the same brick wall
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Readable chord sheet for The World Is A Wonderful Place by Richard Thompson
[Fm] [F#m] [Fm] [F#m]
[Fm]Lovers pair off and they [F#m]fall into bed
[Fm]The same old lies [F#m]trip off the [C#m]tongue
A [Abm]few lonely [A]hearts stand and [D]prop up the [Bm]room
The [Gm]night is [C]young [Gm] [C]
[Fm]Envy the bodies a[F#m]sleep on the floor
[Fm]Dreaming some [F#m]comfortable [C#m]dream
And [Abm]envy the [A]drunk as he [D]falls through the [Bm]door
For [C#m]the world is [F#m]drunk I [A]see
[C#m]You live and you die, there's [Abm]no reason why
[F#m]The world is a [B]wonderful [C#m]place
The poor live in pain, they're [Abm]sick and insane
Ah, the [F#m]world is a [B]wonderful [A]place
[B]How does it feel to be [C#m]nothing
[B]How does it feel to be [A]small
Oh [C#m]hard on that pine, it's the [Abm]end of the line
[F#m] [B] [C#m] Intro
Ah, the world is a wonderful place
Another year older and nothing to show
Is this what I grew up to be?
Oh you birthday boy here's a pat on the back
Youre a sight to see
Am I just a clown like the fools gathered here
Am I nothing special at all
If this is called living, IUm folding my hand
Im sick of the same brick wall