C C C F G G G C [Verse]C F It's one of those days you can't explain when nothin's right or wrongG C Too much wine or not enough, so you just play alongF There's no rhyme or reason, ain't a damn thing you can doC G C Some days you write the song, some days the song writes youC F Searchin' for a melody to sing my soul to sleepG C Reachin' for some harmony down inside of meF Somedays you know just how it goes, somedays you have no clueC G C Some days you write the song, some days the song writes you.Dm F You can fall, you can fly, get low down or get highC6 You can try or just leave it aloneDm F You can search for the way, you can curse, you can pray C6 Caug C6 G But the words have a way of their ownC F It don't matter how much it hurts, you've got to tell the truthC G C Some days you write the song, some days the song writes youC C C F G G G CC F Now you may think I just made this up, but I would not lie, that's trueC G C Some days you write the song, some days the song writes you
Some Days You Write The Song
Guy Clark
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