[intro] F# [verse 1] F# C#m B Johnny’s on the back porch drinking red wine F# C#m B He knows that it could be the very last time E B A F# E B He raises the glass up to his lips and wonders F# C#m B How could a boy from a little bay town F# C#m B Grow up to be a man, fly the whole world round E Then end back up on B A F# G D F# the same damn ground he started [chorus] G D F# You might not get what you pay for G D F# You know that nothing’s for sure G D And an open heart looks Em D C G F# C#m7 B F# C#m7 B a lot like the wilderness [verse 2] F# Lately he’s been thinking C#m B ‘bout the meaning of time F# The small amount we’re C#m B given must be some sort of crime E B Yet the little we have feels like A F# G D too much most of the time F# C#m B He takes another sip of that blood red wine F# C#m B Just waiting on the stars that will never align E a little luck, a little love, B a little light and A F# G D F# you’ll be doing just fine [chorus] G D F# But you might not get what you pay for G D F# You know that nothing’s for sure G D And an open heart looks Em D C G F# C#m B A#7 a lot like the wilderness [bridge] G#m F# So open up your heart A# B F# A# Take it out, and put it back in B F# Signs are all around you G# B G# B F# Let it begin [chorus] G D F# You might not get what you pay for G D F# You know that nothing’s for sure G D And an open heart looks Em D C G F# a lot like the wilderness G D F# You might not get what you pay for G D F# You know that nothing’s for sure G D And an open heart looks Em D C G F# a lot like the wilderness [outro] C#m B F# C#m B F#
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