Chuggin' to the Other Side — personal voice

Early folk-punk and indie singer-songwriter with fingerpicked steel-string acoustic, scrappy downstroke electric guitar, and a driving kick-snare backbeat, Close-mic’d dry vocal, gang shouts on the me

Verse 1 No dice - no rights No luck, so I got no sight Maybe I don’t know Maybe I never will But regardless I’ve gotta find Somewhere to go still Push back the doubts I feel Thoughts so damn real But still Pre-Chorus I’m chuggin’ uphill Chugga-chugga, chuggin’ still Up this godforsaken hill Chorus Through each lonely dark night Might as well fight to find the light ‘Cause you’re chuggin’ and chuggin’ and chuggin’ by Chuggin’ to the other side No, it ain’t ever gonna feel quite right But you might as well fight for the light Verse 2 Beginner and a proven loser Novice moving without advice Just doing anything to stay moving One more day, one more night The user, the chooser The jovial cruiser The survivor on cheap booze and dreams Trying to believe Chorus Through each lonely dark night Might as well fight to find the light ‘Cause you’re chuggin’ and chuggin’ and chuggin’ by Chuggin’ to the other side

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