[Intro]
Am G C C 
Am G C C 
Am G C C
[Strophe]
Am  G               C                     Am   G              C 
   I know a man with nothing in his hands, nothing but a rolling stone
Am  G                      C                    Am        G         C 
   He told me about when his house burnt down, he lost everything he owned
Am       G            C                        Am            G           C
   He lay asleep for six whole weeks, they were gonna ask his mother to choose
     Am      G                      C 
When he woke up with nothing he said I'll tell you something
               Am        G                     C 
When you've got nothing, you've got nothing to lose
[Refrain]
                F                    C                   G                        C 
Now I've got a hole in my pocket, a hole in my shirt, a whole lot of trouble, he said 
     F                      C                    G                           Am
but now the money is gone, life carries on and I miss it like a hole in the head!  
[Instrumentale]
Am G C C 
Am G C C 
Am G C C 
Am G C C
[Strophe]
Am       G            C                          Am   G       C 
  I know a woman with kids around her ankles and a baby on her lap 
          Am          G        C                         Am             G         C 
she said one day her husband went to get a paper and the mother fucker never came back 
Am           G                  C        Am         G           C 
mortgage to pay and four kids to raise, keeping the wolf from the door
             Am           G                C                    Am       G              C 
she said the wolf's just a puppy and the door's double locked so why you gotta worry me for
[Refrain]
                  F                  C                   G                   C 
Now he left a hole in my heart a hole in a promise a hole on the side of my bed
    F                        C                 G                           Am 
oh now that he's gone well life carries and I miss him like a hole in the head
[Interlude]
F                             C                  G 
  well sometimes you can't change and you can't choose
F                                C               G 
  and sometimes it seems you gain  less than you lose
[Refrain]
               Dm           F                      C            G 
Well we've got holes in our hearts, yeah we've got holes in our lives
               Dm                F                 C 
well we've got holes, we've got holes but we carry on
                 Dm           F                      C             G 
say we've got holes in our hearts, yeah we've got holes in our lives
               Dm               F                    C 
well we've got holes, we've got holes, but we carry on (dit herhalen tot einde)