GUsed to dream about Bmbuying that bigger house Csitting on top of some Ghill
GLosing sleep about Bmfilling my bank account Cwondering if I ever Gwill
But the Golder I get I just Bmcare less and less ‘bout Ckeeping up with people named GJones
If you Gdon’t fill it up with someBmbody that you love it Cain’t ever gonna feel like Ghome
There’s always Emgonna be a Chigher high GYou could chase for the Drest of your life
EmGreener grass in the Cyard next door Or a Gshined up Chevy little Dnewer than yours
EmYou’re never gonna fill an Cempty cup if Gwhat you got’s still Dnot enough
EmThe thing about happiCness I’ve found is GIt don’t live in Dbigger houses
GI can hear the kids Bmmaking little footsteps Crunning down the hallway upGstairs
GI can see the dogs Bmplaying in the back yard Cthrough the kitchen window right Gthere
Maybe Glife’s kinda more bout a Bmswing on the porch holding Cher while the sun disapGpears
Why would GI wanna be anyBmwhere else in the world when my Cwhole world is sitting right Ghere
There’s always Emgonna be a Chigher high GYou could chase for the Drest of your life
EmGreener grass in the Cyard next door Or a Gshined up Chevy little Dnewer than yours
EmYou’re never gonna fill an Cempty cup if Gwhat you got’s still Dnot enough
EmThe thing about happiCness I’ve found is GIt don’t live in Dbigger houses
