(G)I am what I (Bm)am.

I am my (Em)own spe cial cre (Dsus)a tion.

(G)So come

take a (Bm)look, give me the (Em)hook or the o (Am7)va tion.

It’s (G)my (B7)world that I (Em)want to have a lit tle pride in, (A7sus)my

(A7)word and it’s not a place I have to hide in.

(G)Life’s not worth a (Bm)damn till you can (Em)say,

“Hey, world!

I (Am7)am what (D9sus)I (G)am!”

(Ab)I am what I (Cm)am.

I don’t want (Fm)praise.

I don’t want (Eb7sus)pit y.

(Ab)I bang my own (Cm)drum.

Some think it’s (Fm)noise.

I think it’s (Bbm)pret ty.

And (Ab)so (C)what if I (Fm)love each feath er and each span gle.

Why not try to see things from a dif f’rent an (Eb)gle.

(Ab)Your life is a (Cm7)sham till you can (Fm)shout out loud, “I (Bbm)am what (Db)I (Ab)am!”

(A)I

am what I (C#m)am,

and what I (F#m)am

(F#m7)needs no ex (Bm11)cus es.

(A)I

deal my own (C#m)deck,

(C#m7)some times the (F#m)ace,

some times the (G#m7)deuc es.

It’s (Amaj7)one

(G#)life and there’s (F#m)no re turn and no de pos it.

(B9)One

life,

so it’s (Bm)time (A)to (G#dim)o (F#m7)pen (Fm)up (Em)your (Dm)clos (B)et.

(Bb)Life’s not (F)worth (Bb)a (Dm)damn till (A)you (Dm)can (Gm)shout,

(Gm7)“Hey, (Gm6)world!

I am

what

I

(Bb)am!”