Verse 1:
[A]I cannot say that I [D]know you [A]well
But you [D]can’t lie to [A]me with all these [F#m]books that you sell
I’m not [D]trying to [F#m]follow you to the [A]end of the [D]world
I’m just [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind
Verse 2:
[A]Words have come from [D]men and [A]mouth
But I can’t [D]help thinking [A]that I’ve [F#m]heard the wrong crowd
When [D]all the [F#m]water is gone my [A]job will be [D]too
And I’m just [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind
Chorus:
Oh [D]money is [F#m]free but love costs [A]more than our [D]bread
And the [D]ceiling is [A]hard to [E]reach
Oh the [D]future [F#m]ahead is [A]broken and [D]red
And I’m [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind
Verse 3:
[A]This whole world is a [D]foreign [A]land
We [D]swallow the [A]moon but we don’t know our own [F#m]hand
We’re [D]running with the [F#m]case but we ain’t [A]got the [D]gold
And we’re [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind
Verse 4:
[A]My friends I believe we are [D]at the wrong [A]fight
And I [D]cannot [A]read what I did not [F#m]write
I’ve [D]been to His [F#m]house, but the [A]master is [D]gone
But I’d [A]like to leave [D]something [A]behind
Verse 5:
[A]There is a beast who has [D]taken my [A]brain
You can [D]put me to [A]bed but you can’t feel my [F#m]pain
When the [D]machine has [F#m]taken the [A]soul from the [D]man
It’s [A]time to leave [D]something [A]behind
Chorus:
Oh [D]money is [F#m]free but love costs [A]more than our [D]bread
And the [D]ceiling is [A]hard to [E]reach
Oh the [D]future [F#m]ahead is [A]broken and [D]red
But I’m [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind
Verse 6:
[A]I got this feeling that I’m [D]still at the [A]shore
And [D]pockets don’t [A]know what it means to be [F#m]poor
I can get [D]through the [F#m]wall if you [A]give me a [D]door
So [A]I can leave [D]something [A]behind
Verse 7:
[A]Oh wisdom is lost in the [D]trees [A]somewhere
You’re [D]not going to [A]find it in some [F#m]mental gray hair
It’s [D]locked up from [F#m]those who [A]hurry [D]ahead
And it’s [A]time to leave [D]something [A]behind
Chorus:
Oh [D]money is [F#m]free but love costs [A]more than our [D]bread
And the [D]ceiling is [A]hard to [E]reach
When my [D]son is a [F#m]man he will [A]know what I [D]meant
I was just [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind
I was just [A]trying to leave [D]something [A]behind