You could say I’m a (F)lit tle bit cra zy, you could call me in sane, walk in’ ’round with all (F)words these whis pers run nin’ ’round here in my brain.

I just can’t I’ve help but hear ’em, man, I’ve I can’t man a void it: (Am7)I hear (C)voic es, (F)I hear (G5)voic es like my dad say in’, “Work that team job, and but you’ll don’t be a work quit ter your for the life rest of a your way,” life,” and Ma ma tell in’ me to (Dm7)drop some cash in the (G5)ev ’ry of time f’ring plate I lay on Sun day, night, and (Dm7)Grand dad say in’, “You can have a few, you (G5)bet but ter don’t treat ev er cross that line.” Yeah, (F)I (C)hear (Dm7)voic es all the time.

Turns out say I’m a (F)pret ty dang luck y for all that good ad vice: those in’ hard to find (F)words of wis dom holed nin’ up here in my mind.

And just when I’ve lost my way ’em, or I’ve got too man y choic es, (Am7)I hear (C)voic es, (F)I hear (G5)voic es like my dad say in’, “Quit that team job, and but you’ll don’t be a work quit ter your for the life rest of a your way,” life,” and Ma ma tell in’ me to (Dm7)say a prayer in the (G5)ev ’ry of time f’ring plate I lay on down at night, and (Dm7)Grand ma say in’, “If you find the one, you (G5)bet but ter don’t treat ev her right.” that line.” Yeah, (F)I (C)hear (Dm7)voic es all the time.

Some times I try to ig nore ’em.

But I thank God for ’em,

’cause they (C)made me who I am:

(F)I (C)hear (Dm7)voic es all the time.

Yeah, (F)I (C)hear (Dm7)voic es all the (C5)time,

all the time.