E
Remember the nights we sat 
    A                    B
and talked about all our dreams 
E
Well little did we know then 
               A                 B 
they were more distant than they seemed well I 
F#m
Well I knew it 
A           E
you knew it too 

The things we'd go through 
F#m         A                B  
We knew the things we had to do 

to make it, baby. 

Coro: 
E                   F#m
You gotta cry tough 
                A                     
Out on the streets 
        B 
To make your dreams happen 
E                 F#m
You gotta cry out 
            A
Out to the world 
             B 
To make them all come true. 
E   
Life ain't no easy ride 
   A                      B
At least that's what I am told 
E
Sometimes the rainbow baby 
   A                      B   
is better than the pot of gold 
F#m            A 
You've got to stick it out 
E
whether you're wrong or right 
F#m                A            B 
And you can't give in without a fight 

to make it baby 

Coro
C#m                     C#m  B
You gotta aim high, baby 
A                       A  G#m
whether you lose or win 
F#m
And when you get to the top 
    B                                         E
You gotta get off or go right back down again

Solo, Coro