Daniel Johnston – Story Of An Artist Chords

Listen up and I’ll tell a story, about an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory, others aren’t so bold

Everyone, and friends and family, saying, “Hey! Get a job!”
“Why do you only do that only? Why are you so odd?

We don’t really like what you do. We don’t think anyone ever will.
It’s a problem that you have, and this problem’s made you ill.”

Listen up and I’ll tell a story, about an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory, others aren’t so bold

The artist walks alone, someone said behind his back,
“He’s got gall to call himself that! He doesn’t even know where he’s at!”

The artist walks among the flowers, Appreciating the sun
He does this all his waking hours, but is it really so wrong?

They sit in front of their TV, saying, “Hey! This is fun!”
And they laugh at the artist saying, “He doesn’t know how to have fun.”

The best things in life are truly free, singing birds and laughing bees
“You’ve got me wrong,” says he, the sun don’t shine in your TV”

Listen up and I’ll tell a story, about an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory, others aren’t so bold

Listen up and I’ll tell a story, about an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory, others aren’t so bold

Everyone, and friends and family, saying, “Hey! Get a job!”
“Why do you only do that only? Why are you so odd?

We don’t really like what you do. We don’t think anyone ever will
It’s a problem that you have, and this problem’s made you ill.”

Listen up and I’ll tell a story, about an artist growing old
Some would try for fame and glory, others aren’t so bold