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A-Z (artist name) of Guitar Tab Click HERE for an easy print version of haney ben - cant wait for tomorrow guitar chords ################################################################ # The following is the author's own interpretation of the song # # to be used for studying or private use only. Downloaded from # # www.TabGuitarLessons.com. FREE GUITAR SOFTWARE + LOTS MORE! # # Home of the 60 minute fretboard memory technique. You'll # # memorise ALL the notes and positions on the fretboard in 60 # # minutes or less. visit www.TabGuitarLessons.com today. # ################################################################ From: POWERBACK1@aol.com Date: Tue, 24 Jun 2003 13:35:16 EDT Subject: (no subject) CanÕt wait for tomorrow By Benjamin Haney D C G C pinky on strumming same chords as my opportunity Alarm clock rings, wake up to the sound KASE Radio, good morning Bamma Brown He rolls out of bed, reaches for a glass How he starts the day, before he goes to class Hard to live, with his family High expectations, from the people before me Come on son, donÕt let us down He hears 3 times year, when he comes back into town Gotta prove himself, to everyone Or live in the shadows, of what others have done Day by Day, through other peopleÕs eyes, He Finally accepted, this way of life So he fixes a drink, to drown his sorrow Says this toast, CanÕt wait for tomorrow Ten years later, law firm of his own 30,000 dollars left, in student loans 9 hour days, work through the night Seems its never done, no end in sight Got the bills to pay, nice little house Big screen TV, and wraparound leather couch Out in the country, past the city limit sign He hangs his hat, where the people are kind Barely hanging on, to the woman he loves Hard to explain, he lives the way he does He tries to make it up, with things here and there Flowers once in while, lets her know he cares Kisses her cheek, to show his sorrow Whispers goodnight, canÕt wait for tomorrow Old and Grey, rocking on the porch Time has passed, not young anymore Lost a lot of things, along the way Price for love, too much to pay All the cases, and overtime work Million dollars, didnÕt mean nothing to her Looks to his right, holds out his hand Smiles and says to her, what a lucky man Never had to prove himself, to make her happy Love him for life, make him a granddaddy So they watch the grandkids, in the yard CouldnÕt ask for more, as son pulls up in a car At night before bed, no more sorrow Prays on his knees, canÕt wait for tomorrow Now to this day, that old man lives around here Barely makes it out, of that rocking chair IÕve seen him fishing, down at onion creek I drive in my old truck, sometimes he waves at me He still makes it, to his grandsonÕs baseball game Tells him every week, thereÕs a spot open in the hall of fame He walks to an oak tree, on his land everyday Brings new flowers, where his wife now lays He tells her about the grandkids, how much theyÕve grown How much he misses her, he canÕt stand to be alone A Tear falls down, many more to follow Says IÕll always come back, canÕt wait for tomorrow |