D               A 
my dad he had a friend 
    D       G/F#     G     D 
was lowdown till the end 
                              A       
everything he did it came out wrong 
 
          D             A 
no matter how hard he tried  
         D          G/F#  G 
he never cheated he never lied 
         D              A            D  
he had a shotgun in his hand when he died 
  
Chorus 
G          A             D     A    
everybodys got their own way 
                       D      
yeah tomorrows another day 
G                   A 
make of it what you will 
        D        G/F#    G     D 
as your climbin' up that hill 
           A               Bm A        D 
and always be prepared to pay,  hey hey 
 
I knew a man guitar in his hand 
taught me things I never thought I'd know 
but the pills and the cyrstal meth 
took him to his death 
all he ever wanted was a song and sing along 
 
Chorus (2) 
 
well everybodys got their own way 
yeah tomorrows another day 
make up what you will 
dont forget to get your thrills 
always be prepared to pay,  hey hey 
  
Dont forget where your from 
stick to your guns 
always be good to your fellow man 
 
bow your head and pray 
every single day 
life don't always turn out like you plan 
 
Chorus