Chuck Criss - Simple Kind Of Song Chords

I'm not sure if all the lyrics are right...
 
Intro: F
 
F                                 Dm
I didn't bother to tune today and oh oh oh oh oh
Eb                                     C
I didn't run a comb through my hair. I didn't shave or shower.
F                                   Dm
And when I woke up I was astray and oh oh oh oh oh
Eb                               C
Clothes I had to wear a slave to every hour
Gm                        C
On a good day, I could be better
Gm                    C
I’d explain, probably never
Gm            C                   F              Dm
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
         Gm                             Dm
And it’s more than I can take, and it’s more than just heartache
Gm            C                F                  Dm
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
C                     F     C F
How wrong my song was today
F                                    Dm
I don’t bother to call my friends, I didn’t go and try
Eb                                           C
I didn’t bother with the food I would eat to crawl right back inside
F                                          Dm
A little madness could be quite a pain, it could be mighty fine
Eb                                     C
If it weren’t for the promise that I’m subject to surprise
Gm                        C
On a good day, I could be better
Gm                    C
I’d explain, probably never
Gm            C                   F              Dm
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
         Gm                             Dm
And it’s more than I can take, and it’s more than just heartache
Gm            C                F                  Dm
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
C                     F     C F
How wrong my song was today
C7                      F
I'll be in the backyard down by the shade
Ddim          F
I’ll put up a postcard under the tree
C7                        F
I'll write you a postcard in through the maid
Ddim          F
I'll put up a postcard under the tree
Gm                        C
On a good day, I could be better
Gm                    C
I’d explain, probably never
Gm            C                   F              Dm
It seems that life is more than a simple kind of song
         Gm                             Dm
And it's more than I can take, and it's more than just heartache
Gm            C                F                  Dm
In dreams and fights before, I cycled back before long
C                     F     C F
How wrong my song was today
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