SHIPS THAT DON'T COME IN
Recorded by Joe Diffie
Written by Dave Gibson and Paul Nelson

Hey Greg!  I thought I would contribute a little since you've done so much
for me.  I picked this out without having the music but it sounds right.  Any
corrections are welcome!       Paul Crain  in South Louisiana

G
I could tell he'd had a tough life
           F
By the way he sat and stared
C
And me, I'd come to push and shove
     G
So I pulled up a chair.
G
We talked of roads untraveled
      F
We talked of love untrue
     C
Of strings that come unraveled
              G
We were kings and kindred Fools
       Am
And just when I'd hit bottom
        D
That old man raised his glass
                  Am
And said at least we had our chances
           D
There's those who never have.

CHORUS
    C                      D
So here's to all the soldiers
                 G    D         C
Who have ever died in vain
      Am                       D
The insane locked up in themselves
      G
The homeless down on Main
    C                             D
To those who stand on empty shores
        G     D             C
And spit against the wind
       Am                       D
And those who wait forever
      C              D               G     G
For ships that don't come in.

2nd Verse
He said it's only life's illusions
That bring us to this bar
To pick up these old crutches
And compare each othees scars
'Cuz the things we're calling heartache
Hell, they're hardly worth our time
We bitch about a dollar
When there's those without a dime.
And as he ordered one last round
He said I guess we cant complain
God made life a gamble
And we're still in the game.
REPEAT CHORUS