Sporting life

[Chorus]
I’m getting tired
Of hanging around
Think I will marry
And settle down
Because this old night life
This old sport life
Is killing me

[Verse]
I’ve got a letter from my home
Most of my friends are dead and gone
I begin to worry, I begin to wonder
About days to come

My mother used to talk to me
I was young and foolish and couldn’t see
Now I’ve got no mother
My sisters and brothers don’t care for me

I swear I’m going to change my ways
I’m getting older everyday
When I was young and foolish
It was so easy to run and play

[Chorus]

Sporting life és un blues lent d’Eric Clapton. La roda d’acords és sempre la mateixa, excepte al final (tabs):

C C7   F7 Fm (o Bb7)

C A7 D7 G7   C A7 D7 G7

Final C A7 D7 G7 en Db7 C7

en C
en D
en E