E              B         C#m
I don't drink as much as I ought to
A         B             E
lately it just ain't my style
        E                B              C#m
And the hard times don't hurt like they use to
          E                 A       E
They pass quickly like when I was a child


    A            B              E
And somehow I've learned how to listen
        A              B         C#m
For the sound like the sun going down
       A          B          E    A
In the magic that morning is Bring-ing
          E            B           C#m
There's a song for the life I have found
            A           E
It keeps my feet on the ground.


    E            B             C#m
The midst of her days ain't so heavy.
     A              B                   E
They blow by like a breeze through your mind.
    E          B         C#m
And nothing appears in a hurry.
   E                A            E
To make up for some old lonesome times.


    A            B              E
And somehow I've learned how to listen
        A              B         C#m
For the sound like the sun going down
       A          B          E    A
In the magic that morning is Bring-ing
          E            B           C#m
There's a song for the life I have found
            A           E
It keeps my feet on the ground.