Capo 2
The wind would [C] come when I [Am] called [G] it If I was [C] right like you [Am] [G]
A sore [C] stomach from satis[Am] fac[G] tion If I was right like [C] you [Am] [G]
But that’s not [C] where [Am] I belong I love to be wrong I [G] swear It gets [F] me everywhere
[C] Sure I’ll [Am] let it in And roll it around on my [G] lips And then [F] I’ll pick
[G] Then I’ll [F] pick So [Am] cuddle baby what you’ve [G] won
When the day is [F] done what a choice [G] companion
A heady [C] feeling to hit the [Am] ceil[G] ing If I was [C] right like you [Am] [G]
But I’ll take the [C] buzz from contra[Am] dic[G] tion Cause I am [C] not like you [Am] [G]
[C] Where [Am] I belong I love to be wrong I [G] swear It gets [F] me everywhere
[C] Sure I’ll [Am] let it in And roll it around on my [G] lips And then [F] I’ll pick
[G] Then I’ll [F] pick So [Am] cuddle baby what you’ve [G] won
When the day is [F] done what a choice [G] companion
