Sometimes I’ve Won

Written By: Ben Kaufmann
Appears on: Live At the Old Town School of Folk

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Sometimes I’ve won
                          D
Sometimes I’ve lost
                          C                      G                         A
Sometimes I’ve walked away before the dice are tossed
            F                                            C
It’s not that I chose to be a gamblin’ man
                       F                       C                       F                        G
But you’re not left with many options walkin’ roads that never end
     C                                          G                                     C               G                 F
I’d love to imagine that there’s some place for me at the end of this long, lonely road
                             G                          C               F                    Dm               G           C
I’ll keep tryin’ my best, I sure could use a little rest and some help finding my way home.

Well I’m not the best, that’s ever been
But long ago I vowed to find the light I lost back then and
You think that you’ll do better all alone
When there’s no one there who loves you and no place to call home
I’m growin’ tired of this search for my soul and all of these rocks in the road
I’ll keep tryin’ my best, I sure could use a little rest and some help finding my way home.

A life like mine, it must have reasons why
So I shouted the names up to god in the sky and I listen for his answer everyday
But I grow worried at the wait when he should know just what to say
I’d love to imagine that there’s some place for me at the end of this long, lonely road
I’ll keep tryin’ my best, I sure could use a little rest and some help finding my way home

Am                                                           G
        Well I’ve had friends and they’ve come and gone
                      Bb                                         F
And I’ve seen love shine like a sunset and last about as long
Am                                     G
         In the end we’re all walkin’ different roads
                Bb                                              C                         D
But we’re lookin’ for the same signs- the ones that lead us home

Sometimes I’ve won
Sometimes I’ve lost
Sometimes I’ve walked away before the dice were tossed
It’s not that I chose to be a gamblin’ man
But I see bright lights in the distance and this road it never ends
I’m growin’ tired of this search for my soul and all of these rocks in the road
I’ll keep tryin’ my best, I sure could use a little rest, and some help finding my way home.