Intro: Am
       
Horn Break 1: Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  F  E
              C  G  Dm  E
              Am  C  E
 
Am
How did Camus really die that night? Were they right?
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When he died was it really his time? Or was it suicide?
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And Holden Caulfield is a friend of mine.
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We go drinking from time to time and I find, it gets harder every time.

Horn Break 2: Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  G
              Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  E

Am               Dm
Back Off! You're out on the street again.
Am                     Dm
Don't you stop! Didn't know you were gonna swing by.
Am               Dm
Back Off! You're out on the street again.
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I'm not going to play if there ain't no way I'll win!

Trombone Solo: Am  E

Am                                                   
Hemingway never seemed to mind the banalities of a normal life
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and I find, it gets harder every time
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So he aimed the shotgun into the blue, placed his face in between the two 
    E                  Am
and sighed, "Here's To Life!"

Horn Break 1: Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  F  E
              C  G  Dm  E
              Am  C  E

Horn Break 2: Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  G
              Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  E

Am               Dm
Back Off! You're out on the street again.
Am                     Dm
Don't you stop! Didn't know you were gonna swing by.
Am               Dm
Back Off! You're out on the street again.
    F                          C                 E
I'm not going to play if there ain't no way I'll win!

Horn Break 2: Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  G
              Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  E

Clarinet Solo: Am  C  G  Am
               Am  C  F  E
               C  G  Dm  G
               C  E

Am                  C                G                       Am
Hey there Salinger, What did you do? Just when the world was looking at you
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To write anything, that meant anything, you told us you were through.
    Am                        C                  G                    Am
And it's been years since you passed away, but I see no plaque, and I see no grave.
    Am              C           G              Am
And I can't help believing, you wanted it that way.
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Vincent Van Gogh, Why do you weep? You were on your way to heaven, but the road was steep.
    Am               C                      G               Am
And who was there to break your fall? We're guilty, One and All.
      Am                     C                    G                     Am
And I don't know much, but I do know this: with a golden heart, comes a rebel fist
    Am              C          G                    Am     G, Am
But I can't help agreeing with those that would not quit.

Bridge: Am  C  G x6
        E  Dm  C  G

Horn Break 1: Am  C  G  Am
              Am  C  F  E
              C  G  Dm  E
              Am  C  E
       Am
And it makes me sick when I think of it. All my heroes could not live with this,
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and I hope you rest in peace, because with us, You never did!
    Am
And K.D.C., you were much too young! And you changed my life!
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But I draw the line at suicide! Here's To Life!!