THESE DAYS
(JON BON JOVI)
	D	C9			D
	I was walking around just a face in the croud,
		   Em
	Trying to keep my self out of the rain.
	D	C9			D
	Saw a vagabond kingwear a styrofoam crown,
		    Em
	Wondered if I might end up the same.
	D	   C9		       D
	There's a man out on the corner,
	Em			 C9
	Singing old songs about change,
			        D			G
	Everybody got their cross to bear these days. 

	D	    C9		      D
	She came looking for some shelter,
		Em
	With a suitcase full of dreams.
	D	C9		 D
	To a motel room on the boulevard,
		         Em
	I guess she's trying to be James Dean.
	D	     C9		       		D
	She's seen all the disciples and all the wanna be's,
	Em			 C9
	No one wants to be themselves these days,
	                                            D	                        G
	Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days. 

(Refrão 1)	C	       D		   Em
	These days, the stars seem out of  reach,
		C		 D		 G
	These days, there ain't a ladder on these streets.
		C	      D		 G		  C
	These days are fast nothing lasts in this graceless age,
				D		G
	There ain't nobody left but us these days.

	D	  C9			D
	Jimmy's shoes busted both his legs
		   Em
	Trying to learn to fly.
	D	C9		D
	From a second storey window,
		    Em
	He just jumped and closed his eyes.
	D	        C9		             D
	His mamma said he was crazy "Momma I've got to try",
	Em			      C9
	Don't you know that all my heroes died,
		       D			G
	And I guess I'd rather die than fade away.


(Refrão 2)	C	       D		   Em
	These days, the stars seem out of  reach,
		C		 D		 G
	These days, there ain't a ladder on these streets.
		C	      D		 G		  C
	These days are fast nothing lasts it's a graceless age,
					D	      Em
	Even innocence has caught the midnight train.


	           C		D		G   C   A
	There ain't nobody left but us these days.
	C   A   C		A
	Oh	I know Rome's still burning
	C    		   A
	Though the times have changed
	C    	     A		  D
	This world keeps turning round and round
				       C	  G  D   C   Em   D   C   G   D
	And round and round these days.	

	(Refrão 2)

(Refrão 3)	C	       D		   Em
	These days, the stars seem out of  reach,
		C		 D		 G
	These days, there ain't a ladder on these streets.
		C	      D		           G	           C
	These days are fast nothing lasts, there ain't no time to waste,
				D	            Em
	There ain't nobody left to take the blame.
 

	           C		D	         G
	There ain't nobody left but us these days
	           C		D	         G
	There ain't nobody left but us these days