(Capo at 2nd Fret) (Capo at 2nd Fret) apo em 2 Fret) Well I don't drink as much as I used to, lately it just ain't my style, Well I don't drink as much as I used to, lately it just ain't my style, And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to, they pass quickly like And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to, they pass quickly like when I was a when I was a Bem, eu não beber tanto quanto eu costumava, ultimamente ele só não é meu estilo, child, child, And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin E os tempos difíceis não se machucar, como eles devem, eles passam rapidamente como down, down, quando eu era um In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have found, found, criança, It keeps my feet on the ground, It keeps my feet on the ground, flow like the breeze through your flow like the breeze through your mind, mind, E alguns como eu aprendi a ouvir, para um som como o goin dom When nothin appears in a hurry, to make up for someone's lost time, When nothin appears in a hurry, to make up for someone's lost time, para baixo, And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin down, down, Na magia de manhã é bringin, há uma canção para a vida que tenho In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have encontrados, found, found, It keeps my feet on the ground, It keeps my feet on the ground, Ele mantém meus pés no chão, (add-lib Lead) (add-lib Lead) And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the breeze And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the breeze dyin down, dyin down, fluir como a brisa através de seu In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the friend I have In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the friend I have found, found, mente, She keeps my feet on the ground, she keeps my feet on the ground. She keeps my feet on the ground, she keeps my feet on the ground. Quando nada parece com pressa, para compensar o tempo perdido de alguém,