It Ain't Over Yet Chords by Rodney Crowell

[Intro]
E B A B E
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[Verse]
     E                             
It's like I'm sitting at a bus stop
B                  
Waiting for a train
A                        B                   
■ Exactly how I got here ■ is hard to explain
E                            
My heart's in the right place
B                        
What's left of it I guess
A                           
■ My heart ain't the problem
B                               
It's my mind that's a total mess
E                          
With these rickety old legs
D#m              B   
And these watery eyes
A                   
It's hard to believe
B                               E    
That I could pass for anybody's prize
    E                       
And here's what I know about
B                      
The gifts that God gave
A                             
Ah you can't take 'em with you


[Chorus]
B                       
When you go to the grave
   E             
It ain't over yet
   C#m                     
As someone who oughtta know
F#m                 
Not so very long ago
B                           
We were both hung out to dry
   E             
It ain't over yet
C#m                 
You can mark my word
        F#m                          
I don't care what you think you heard
B                              
We're still learning how to fly
   E             
It ain't over yet


[Verse]
E                
For fools like me
    B                       
Who were built for the chase
A                             
It takes a right kind of woman
B                                
■ To help you put it all in place
E                               
It only happened once in my life
B                           
But man you should have seen
A                                 
Her hair two shades of foxtail red
B                                  
Her eyes some far out sea bluegreen
E                                       
I got caught up making a name for myself
B                         
You know what that's about
A                                 
One day your ship comes rolling in
B                                   
The next day it rolls right back out
    E                          B                  
And you can't take for granted ■ none of this shit


[Chorus]
A                           
■ The higher up you fly boys
B                                    
The harder it is you're gonna get hit
   E             
It ain't over yet
     C#m                
I'll say this about that
F#m                       
You can get up off the mat
B                                
Or you can lay there 'til you die
   E             
It ain't over yet
C#m                       
Here's the truth my friend
    F#m             
You can't pack it in
B                   
And we both know why
   E             
It ain't over yet
C#m                  A 
■   Silly boys blind to
               E                       B                    
Yet they first think of second chances as some kind of curse
C#m                    A                 
I've known you forever and ever it's true
   E                   B                  
If you came by it easy you wouldn't be you
    C#m          
You make me laugh
         A     
You make me cry
         E               
You make me forget myself


[Verse]
E                        
Back when down on my luck
    Emaj7              
You kept me up for days
A                                  
You were there with the right words
B                               
To help me crawl out of the maze
    E                               
And when I'd almost convinced myself
B                     
I was hipper than thou
A                                    
Oh you stepped up with a warning shot
B                                 
Fired sweet and low across the bow
E                         
No you don't walk on water
B                      
And your sarcasm stings
A                                     B    
But the way you move through this old world
     B                           
Sure makes a case for angel wings
E                          
I was halfway to the bottom
B                          
When you threw me that line
A                              
And I'll quote you now verbatim
B                         C#m7      
Get your head out of your own behind
   E             
It ain't over yet
C#m               
What you wanna bet


[Chorus]
F#m               
One more cigarette
      B                          
Ain't gonna send you to the grave
E                
It ain't over yet
     C#m                     
I've seen your new girlfriend
       F#m                  
Thinks you're the living end
          B           E 
Great big ol' sparkle in


[Outro]
B A Amaj7 B B7 E B A
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B E B A B E B A
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B7 B C#m7 E
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