G Hey, man, it's been a while Do you remember me? Bm A When I hit the streets I was 17 G A little wild, a little green Bm A I've been up and down and in between G After all these years of miles and memories Bm A I'm still chasing dreams G But I ain't looking over my shoulder Chorus: D I like the bed I'm sleeping in G It's just like me, it's broken in A D It's not old -- just older D Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans G This skin I'm in it's alright with me A D It's not old -- just older It's good to see your face You ain't no worse for wear Breathing that California air When we took on the world When we were young and brave We got secrets that we'll take to the grave And we're standing here shoulder to shoulder Chorus: I like the bed I'm sleeping in It's just like me, it's broken in It's not old -- just older Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans This skin I'm in it's alright with me It's not old -- just older G I'm not old enough to sing the blues Bm A But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes G You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff Bm A But you can't win until you're not afraid to lose Solo D Well, I look in the mirror I don't hate what I see G There's a few more lines staring back at me A D The nights have grown a little colder D Hey man, I gotta run Now you take care G If you see coach T. Tell him I cut my hair A I've kept my Faith I still believe I'm just Chorus: I like the bed I'm sleeping in It's just like me, it's broken in It's not old -- just older Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans This skin I'm in it's alright with me It' s not old -- just older Just older Cadd9 I'm not old enough to sing the blues G D But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes G You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff Em A But you can't win until you're not afraid to lose Solo Dadd5 Well, I look in the mirror I don't hate what I see G/e There's a few more lines staring back at me A4 Dadd5 Another night has grown a little bit colder Dadd5 Hey man, I gotta run Now you take care G/e If you see coach T. Tell him I cut my hair A4 I've kept my Faith I still believe I'm just ...