Standard (EADGBE)

If I were a skier,

I'd fly back down this mount,

With my money under my feet.

I'd push off and fall free.

And if I were a maker,

I'd drop this old guitar,

Let it lie where it lands.

I'll start all over again.

(a cappella)

 Let it lie where it lands.

 I'll start all over again.

 Let it lie where it lands.

 I'll start all over again.

(break)

And if I were a surfer,

I'd stand upon this wave,

Throw my futures in the brine.

I'd alight on the shoreline.

And if I were a drummer,

I'd give away this throne,

Leave the beat uncertain.

I'd start all over again.

(break)

 Lift me over the bend,

 I'll start all over again.

 Lift me over the bend,

 I'll start all over again.

 Lift me over the bend,

 I'll start all over again.

 Let it end.