Les Jours Tristes

Gm Eb Gm It s hard, hard not to sit on your hands Eb Gm And bury your head in the sand Eb Gm Hard not to make other plans Eb F Eb And claim that you ve done all you can all along F Eb And life must go on Gm Eb Gm It s hard, hard to stand up for what s right Eb Gm And bring home the bacon each night Eb Gm Hard not to break down and cry Eb F Eb When every idea that you ve tried has been wrong F Eb But you must go on Bb F Gm It s hard but you know it s worth the fight D Bb Cause you know you ve got the truth on your side F Gm D When the accusations fly, hold tight Bb F Gm Don t be afraid of what they ll say D Bb Who cares what cowards think, anyway F Gm D They will understand one day, one day Gm Eb Gm It s hard, hard when you re here all alone Eb Gm And everyone else has gone home Eb Gm Harder to know right from wrong Eb F Eb When all objectivities gone, and it s gone F Eb But you still carry on Gm Eb Gm Cause you, you are the only one left Eb Gm And you ve got to clean up the mess Eb Gm You know you ll end like the rest Eb F Eb Bitter and twisted, unless you stay strong F Eb and you carry on Bb F Gm It s hard but you know it s worth the fight D Bb Cause you know you ve got the truth on your side F Gm D When the accusations fly, hold tight Bb F Gm Don t be afraid of what they ll say D Bb Who cares what cowards think, anyway F Gm D Gm They will understand one day, one day, one day