Rama Lama Doodle All The Day

Instead of sad songs
Give me one long
Rama lama doodle all the day
I could spend my whole life playing
In a regionally famous band
I could spend my whole life saying
I'm a reasonably blameless man
I could spend my whole life swaying
In the breezes of an aimless plan
I could end my [A]life by my [A]own hand
And it would be [Am]okay
If my [A]swan song
Could be [Am]one long
Rama lama doodle all [Em]the day
One long [Am]silver thread that goes
From a spool stuck down my [A]throat
To the sky to [C7]crochet clouds
I could spend my [A]whole breath sputtering
At sentences that don't come out
I could spend my [A]whole breath chattering
At shit I don't know shit about
I could spend my [A]whole breath muttering
The shit I'm too contɾolled to [C7]shout
The shit I'm scared I'll say someday out loud
It can be [Am]okay
If my [A]swan song
Could be [Am]one long
Rama lama doodle all [Em]the day
I could make a choir of angels sing
Earn your halos, angels, earn your wings
I'm in Heaven with the sound of stɾings
With all [Em]my [A]soul I thank you [A7for [Dm7]these things
Make it all [Em]okay
Make our swan song
To be [Am]one long
Rama lama doodle all [Em]the day
I could spend my [A]whole life tɾying
To be [Am]better than I've ever been
I could spend my [A]whole life sighing
Over settlements and [Bm]dividends
I could spend my [A]whole life lying
And pretending it would ever end
I'd be [Am]wondering whether and [Bm]if and [Bm]when
It would be [Am]okay
For my [A]swan song
To be [Am]one long
Rama lama doodle all [Em]the day