The Killers - The Getting By

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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When I get up, she swears that she don’t hear it
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Says that I’m as quiet as a mouse
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I comb my hair and throw some water on my face
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And back out of the stillness of our house
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Lately, my patience is in short supply
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Nothing good seems to ever come from all this work
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No matter how hard I try

[Verse 2]
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You know I believe in the Son, I ain’t no backslider
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But my people were told they’d prosper in this land
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Still, I know some who’ve never seen the ocean
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Or set one foot on a velvet bed of sand
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But they’ve got their treasure laying way up high
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Where there might be many mansions
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But when I look up, all I see is sky

[Chorus]
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Maybe it’s the getting by that gets right underneath you
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It’d swallow up your every step, boy, if it could
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But maybe it’s the stuff it takes to get up
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In the mor—ning and put another day in, son
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That holds you till the getting’s good

[Bridge]
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Green ribbon front doors, dishwater days
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This whole town is tied to the torso of God’s mysterious ways

[Chorus]
F#m E Dsus2
Maybe it’s the getting by that gets right underneath you
E F#m Dsus2
It’d swallow up your every step, boy, if it could
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But maybe it’s the stuff it takes to get up
A Dsus2 E F#m
In the mor—ning and put another day in, son
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That keeps you standing where you should
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So put another day in, son, and hold on till the getting’s good

[Ending]
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