D* D* G* A* Here's a song to all my friends i know they'd likeD* D* G* A* I remember every drunken night at the old diveD D G A Driving the ol' wreck trying to make it home, somehowD D G A One more pit stop at our favorite watering holeD Bm The ghost of christmas pastG A Swallowed all our prideD Bm G A We'd open up our story books and water down the eyesD Bm Our demons raised their glasses singingG A D "I propose a toast... to all my friends"Bm G G Who's buying the next round[Verse]D* D* G* A* Cup half empty cup half full perspectives and beersD* D* G* A* They weren't failure just the regulars of my favorite yearD D G A They come and go paying their toll from mobile homesD D G A Decaying old unsound minds the ghost of cristmas future dancingD Bm To the click of timeG A The beating of defeatD Bm Shaking in his handsG A A lifetime of retreatD Bm And his regrets were oursG A A time to say good-byeD Bm G I've been waiting so longA A A For you to call D D G A x4 My old friend [Outro]D A Bm To all my friendsF#m G To all my friendsA D To all, my friendsA Bm To all my friendsF#m G To all my friendsA D To all, my friends
To All My Friends
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