Better Days Teclado

	  
Intro: Bb7M Eb7M Ab7M Bb7M Eb7M Eb/F 

Verse one 
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Silver gray hair neatly combed in place 
           Eb7M    C7/E         D7   D/E  D/Gb  Gm7 
There were four generations of love  on   her   face 
   Fm7     Eb7M        Dm7            Dbdim      Cm9             Ab7M   Eb/F Ab6 
She   was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes,       she'd seen it all 
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I was a child, oh about three or four 
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All day I'd ask questions at night I'd  ask  more 
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But whenever, she never, would ever           turn me away.      No oh.  

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I'd say   how can I be sure what is right or wrong 
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And   why does what I want always take so long 
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Please tell me where does God live and why won't He talk to me 
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I'd say, grandma what is love  will I ever find out? 
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Why are we so poor, what is life about 
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I   wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep. Oooh oh 

Verse two 
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 She sort of smiled as she tucked me in, 
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Then she pulled up that old rocking chair once  again. 
 Fm7   Eb7M     Dm7            Dbdim7  Cm9            Ab7M    Eb/F Ab6 
But tonight she was slightly, remarkably,      different somehow 
 Bb7M       Eb7M         Ab7M    Gm7  Fm7 
Slowly she rocked, looking half asleep 
        Eb7M          C7/E               D7    D/E  D/Gb  Gm7 
Grandma yawned as she streched then she started   to   speak 
    Fm7     Eb7M         Dm7            Dbdim    Cm9              Ab7M   Eb/F Ebdim/F 
What   she told me, would mould me, and holds me  together inside 

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She said all the things you ask you will know someday, 
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But   you have got to live   in   a patient way  God  put us here by fate  
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And by fate that means better days 
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She said, child we all moons in the dark of night 
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Ain't no morning gonna come 'til the time is right 
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Can't get to better days lest you make it through the night 
                              Db/Eb     Eb/F 
You gotta make it through the night, yes you do.  

Bridge 
Db7M 
  You can't get to no better days, 
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Unless you make it through the night.  
 Db7M 
Oh, you will see those better days 
   Cm7  Fm7        E/Gb   Gb/E    Db/Eb   Eb/F  Db/Eb Eb/F 
Be pa - tient, be  pa  - tient, oh baby, be patient 

Verse three 
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Later that year, at the turn of spring, 
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Heaven sent angels down and gave grandma  her  wings. 
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Now she's flying, and sliding, and gliding         in better days 

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And although I'm all grown up, I still get confused. 
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 I   stumble through the dark, getting bumped and bruised, 
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When the night gets in my way, I could still hear my grandma say 
Db/Eb               Eb/F  Db/Eb  Eb/F 
     I can hear her say.  I can hear her say 

Coda 
Db7M 
  You can't get to no better days 
           Fm11                           F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F Ddim7 
Unless you make it through the night baby 
 Db7M  
Oh, you will see those better days, 
                 Fm11                                 F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F  Ddim 
But you gotta be patient child, do you hear me yeah, well,  well, well well well 
Db7M 
  You can't get to no better days 
           Fm11                                    F  F G Ab   Bb C Eb F   
Unless you make it, you got to make it, you got to make it  
Ddim 
You got to make it through the night yeah 
 Db7M 
Oh grandma, oh grandma 
       Fm11                      F  F G Ab Bb C Eb F Ddim 
Do you see me now lady oh oh oh 
           Db7M 
She used to sit me on her knee, she used to comb my hair 
            Fm11 
She used to tell me stories (fade out)