Tabbed by thebigbox [A]When you're falling aw[G]ake and you ta[A]ke stock of the ne[G]w day[E] [A]And you hear your voice cro[G]ok as you cho[A]ke on what you need to sa[G]y[E] [C]Well, don't you fret, don't you fe[G]ar, I will give you good che[E]er. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G]. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G]. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G], If you wa[D]it then your plate I will fi[E]ll. [A]As the verses unfo[G]ld and your so[A]ul suffers the long d[G]ay,[E] [A]And the twelve o'clock gl[G]oom spins the ro[A]om, you struggle on your wa[G]y[E] [C]Well, don't you sigh, don't you cr[G]y, lick the du[D]st from your e[E]ye. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G]. L[A]ife's a long song-[G]. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G] We will me[D]et in the sweet light of da[E]wn. [A]As the Baker Street tra[G]in spills your pa[A]in all over your new dr[G]ess[E]. [A]And the symphony sou[G]nds undergro[A]und put you under dur[G]ess[E]. [C]Well don't you squeal as the hee[G]l grinds you und[D]er the whe[E]els. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G]. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G]. Li[A]fe's a long song-[G], But the tu[D]ne ends too soon for us a[E]ll. Instrumental = Verse lines 1 – 4 + But the tu[D]ne ends too soon for us a[E]ll [A]
