[Intro] C  F  C
        G4(6)  G7  C
        Am  G4(6)  F
        C  F  C

[Verse 1]

C                     F
With his back against the San
             C
Francisco traffic

G4(6)                   G7
On the bridges side that faces towards
       C
 The jail
Am           G4(6)             F
Setting out to join a demographic
C                 F
He hoists his first leg up over the
 C
Rail

C                       F
A phone call's made, police cars show
      C
Up quickly
G4(6)         G7                  C
The sergeant slams his passenger door
Am                  G4(6)
He says, Hey son why don't you talk
                  F
Through this with me
C                 F
Just tell me what you're doing it for
 C

[Chorus]

Am                        C
Oh, it's a little bit of everything
Am                  Em
It's the mountains, it's the fog
F                       C
It's the news at six o'clock
       G4(6)              G7
It's the death of my first dog
C                      F
It's the angels up above me
C               C/B           Am
It's the song that they don't sing
G4(6)              G7          C
It's a little bit of everything

[Verse 2]

           C              F
There's an older man who stands in a
          C
Buffet line
       G4(6)           G7
He is smiling and he's holding out his
   C
 Plate
         Am               G4(6)
And the further he looks back into his
       F
 Timeline
      C                F
That hard road always led him to
      C
Today

       C                 F
Making up for when his bright future
           C
Had left him
G4(6)             G7
Making up for the fact that his only
       C
Son is gone
Am                   G4(6)
And letting everything out once, his
         F
Server asks him
C                    F
Have you figured out yet, what it is
     C
You want?

[Chorus]

Am                       C
I want a little bit of everything
Am                  Em
The biscuits and the beans
F                     C
Whatever helps me to forget about
      G4(6)              G7
The things that brought me to my
Knees
C                     F
So pile on those mashed potatoes
C         C/B           Am
And an extra chicken wing
G4(6)        G7            C
I'm having a little bit of everything

[Verse 3]

C               F                 C
Somewhere a pretty girl is writing
Invitations
G4(6)             G7
To a wedding she has scheduled for the
      C
 Fall
Am                G4(6)
Her man says, Baby, can I make an
         F
Observation?
C                     F
You don't seem to be having any fun at
     C
 All

C
She said, You just worry about your
 F                  C
Groomsmen and your shirt-size
G4(6)             G7
And rest assured that this is making
       C
Me feel good
Am                         G4(6)
I think that love is so much easier
          F
Than you realize
C                    F
If you can give yourself to someone
     C
Then you should

[Chorus]

Am                        C
Cause it's a little bit of everything
Am                Em
The way you joke, the way you ache
F                      C
It is getting up before you
    G4(6)                G7
So I could watch you as you wake
C                     F
So on the day in late September
C          C/B           Am
It's not some stupid little ring
G4(6)               G7
I'm getting a little bit of
     C
Everything

Am                        C
Oh, it's a little bit of everything
Am                   Em
It's the matador and the bull
F                      C
It's the suggested daily dosage
   G4(6)              G7
It's the red moon when it's full
C                     F
All these psychics and these doctors
C          C/B           Am
They're all right and they're all
Wrong
           C                   F
It's like trying to make out every
Word
                  C           Am
When they should simply hum along
               C
It's not some message written in the
  F
Dark
        C          C/B      Am
Or some truth that no one's sees
  G4(6)             G7          C
It's a little bit of everything