I Gotta Grow Up chords

I Gotta Grow Up

• Em

INTRO: Em  Bm  Em  F#7  Em  Bm  Em  F#7  Bm 

Bm 
I was following a girl, a Canadian girl 
     A      F#m      Bm 
On a great American trip 
        Bm 
She was thumpin' the bass in an improv group 
         A      F#m   G 
On their way to bein' hip 
Bm 
After a few nights on the bus 
         A          F#m      Bm 
While we stopped to get some fuel 
    Bm 
Her head got small and her rage got big 
        A          F#m     D        D/C# 
And she challenged me to a duel 

Bm 
In a truck stop there on the isle 
           A          F#m     Bm 
Where they sell those dayglow hats 
Bm 
I took up with a girl who had 
     A       F#m   G 
Eyes like an alley cat 
    Bm 
She took me home, it was her husband's home 
  A               F#m     Bm 
Before that awful factory fire 
Bm 
But the dead came around that night 
               A    F#m   D 
And proved the alleycat a liar 


CHORUS: 
             D 
I gotta grow up, I gotta go to work 
                                 A 
Quit countin' on luck even if it hurts 
             D 
I gotta grow up, I gotta go to work 
           Bm     A            D 
Even if it hurts, I gotta grow up 


BREAK: Bm  Em  F#7  Bm  Em  F#7  Bm 

  Bm 
I moved out to the coast, the western coast 
    A      F#m     Bm 
And met an eastern girl 
Bm 
She was a big shot in the picture buiz 
    A          F#m         G 
She wore black clothes and pearls 
    Bm 
She loved what happened behind closed doors 
         A         F#m        Bm    
Then she locked me out in the cold 
    Bm 
She said guys like me are something called a genre 
       A      F#m     Bm 
That's really getting old 


CHORUS (2x) 


INTRO 

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