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written by Ray Davies
EbDb
You'll try and you'll try again,
AbEb
But you know you can't win.
EbDb
You'll try and you'll try again,
AbEb
But you know you can't win.
DbAb
What more can I say, now
DbAb
What more can I do
DbAb
No need to feel sad now
EbDbAb
'Cause times are pretty thin
AbEbDb
But You Can't Win
AEDbAEDAbEDAb
Try and do what you can,
But you know you can't win.
You say you don't understand same chords as before
But you know you can't win.
What more can I say, now
What more can I do
No need to feel sad now
'Cause times are pretty thin
Solo over Eb Db Ab
What more can I say, now
What more can I do
No need to feel sad now
'Cause times are pretty thin
You Can't Win... fade out
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|"Won't you tell me, where have all the good times gone?" |
| -Ray Davies, 1965 |
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|You can hardly listen to today's music. |
| "music"? |
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