D
1. Hey, man, it's been a while
Do you remember me?
Bm A
When I hit the streets I was 17
G
A little wild, a little green
Bm A
I've been up and down and in between
G
After all these years
D A
Can you believe I'm still chasing that dream
G
But I ain't looking over my shoulder
D
R: I like the bed I'm sleeping in
G
It's just like me, it's broken in
A G D
It's not old -- just older
D
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
G
This skin I'm in it's alright with me
A G D
It's not old -- just older
D
2. It's good to see your face
You ain't no worse for wear
Bm A
Breathing that California air
G
When we took on the world
When we were young and brave
Bm A
We got secrets that we'll take to the grave
G
And we're standing here shoulder to shoulder
R: I like the bed...
C
*: I'm not old enough to sing the blues
G D
But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes
C
You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff
G A
But you can't win until you're not afraid to lose
(Solo)
D
3. Well, I look in the mirror
I don't hate what I see
Bm A
There's a few more lines staring back at me
G
The nights have grown a little colder
D A
Hey man, I gotta run
G
Now you take care
Bm A
If you see coach T. Tell him I cut my hair
G
It's been all these years
D A
Can you believe I'm still chasing dreams
G
But I ain't looking over my shoulder
R: I like the bed...
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