G [Verse]C G Bm Sun come up in the morningC Blues round my headBm C D I've got a troubled mind and plenty of time to roamG C G C Bm As I walk this crooked highwayC Never knowin' where to goBm C D G C G You know the only life I know is bein' on the roadD C I've got holes in my shoes that I fill with paperD C When the sun's out they dryD C D And when it rains well they get wet but I don't cryG C G Because the sun don't know no differenceBm C Between a rich man and a bumBm C D And the only life I know is movin' round the skyG C G C See him grin down at you peopleBm C I guess you don't know what his laughter's fromBm C But if you spend enough time on the roadD G C G Maybe you'd find outD C Because the sun goes round in an endless circleD C Never knowin' the reason whyD C D Still there's something in the path that it traces round the skyG C G C It's like a circle with no endingBm C But it's a race we all must runBm C D G C And it's the same bein' a rich man or a bum [Outro] G C (x5)G
Sun Come Up
Jim Croce
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