Am  F  Em  Am  Em

[Verse]
Am                                F
Counting quarters in the ashtray, low riding in the fast lane
Em                                Am                 Em
Dinner spinning in the microwave, turning bills into paper planes
Am
The only thing we got figured out
F
Is we don’t got it figured out
Em                               Am           Em
Just sleeping on a shitty couch, hanging out, making out

[Chorus 1]
            Am                            F
We got more dreams than dollars, Got more guts than gold
            Em                     Am
We got more sweat than tears, More time than years
     Em          Am  Em
More soul than a stereo
            Am
We got more dirt than diamonds
            F
But damn if we don’t shine
            Em
We got more dreams than dollars
    Am                         Em            Am          Em
and more tomorrows than we can spend for the rest of our lives

[Instrumental]  
Am  F  Em  Am  Em

[Verse]
N.C.                            F
Got my threads at the goodwill, 98 needs a refill
Em                          Am                 Em
Reality is a tough pill, to swallow, without a whiskey chaser
Am
The only thing we got figured out
F
Is we don’t got it figured out
Em                                 Am         Em
We get by with a little love and a good buzz, because
            Am                            F
We got more dreams than dollars, Got more guts than gold
            Em                     Am
We got more sweat than tears, More time than years
     Em          Am  Em
More soul than a stereo
            Am                              F
We got more dirt than diamonds, But damn if we don’t shine
            Em
We got more dreams than dollars
    Am                         Em            Am          Em
and more tomorrows than we can spend for the rest of our lives
Am          F    Em  Am  Em
Hey, hey, hey... oh, oh
Am          F     Em  Am  Em
Hey, hey, hey...  oh, oh

[Bridge]
N.C.
We’re posers and poets
We’re broke and we know it
and nothing is free
You look like we’re sinking
but really we’re stinking rich as long as we...

[Chorus 2]
         Am                            F
Got more dreams than dollars, Got more guts than gold
            Em                     Am
We got more sweat than tears, More time than years
     Em          Am  Em
More soul than a stereo
            Am                              F
We got more dirt than diamonds, But damn if we don’t shine
            Em
We got more dreams than dollars
    Am                           Em            Am          Em
And more tomorrows than we could spend for the rest of our lives

[Outro]
Am        F           Em  Am  Em
Hey, hey, hey.... oh, oh
(We’re posers and poets
We’re broke and we know it
You look like we’re sinking
but really we’re stinking rich) (x2)