Beautiful song, but the guitar part is really easy.
Simply , , , repeated throughout the song.
Our nest egg may be rotten
And all our dreams forgotten
But I am not down-trodden
I m a floatin
And you might say I m a driftin
Just a sifter out siftin
But the point is listenin
On the way
And now my bow is a listin
Thereâs no oil in my piston
And the shot I fire is missin
The mark
[Bridge] same , , , pattern
It s a lie
It s a lie
It s a lie that you gotta be the big man
The big man in this world
It s a lie
Oh it s a lie
It s a lie that you gotta be the big man
The big man in this world
And now our nest egg s rotten
But our love is not forgotten
And I am not a down-trodden
I m a floatin