verse 1
G F#7 G F#7
Here I sit a nobody with no one and being' me ain't really all that fun
G G7
Leaving' her wasn't very smart admitting' I was wrong wouldn't be so hard
C C7
If it was cool to be a fool I'd be the hippest guy around
F7
If a heartache made you famous I'd be known from town to town
C D
If tears were made of pennies and a cold beer brought her back
G Ab7 G
My bank account and self-esteem would both be in the black
C E7
If some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sad
F Ab
About some guy who lost the best thing he ever had
Dm7 G C
Hey, I could be a star if it was cool to be a fool
verse 2
G F#7
But we all know the way it really is
G F#7
You don't get recognized for doin' things like this
G
You spend a lotta time feelin' sorry for yourself
G7
It doesn't really mean that much to anybody else
C C7
If it was cool to be a fool I'd be the hippest guy around
F7
If a heartache made you famous I'd be known from town to town
C D
If tears were made of pennies and a cold beer brought her back
G Ab7 G
My bank account and self-esteem would both be in the black
C E7
If some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sad
F Ab
About some guy who lost the best thing he ever had
Dm7 G C
Hey, I could be a star if it was cool to be a fool
Instrumental
C7 F7 D G Ab7 G
C C7
If it was cool to be a fool I'd be the hippest guy around
F7
If a heartache made you famous I'd be known from town to town
C D
If tears were made of pennies and a cold beer brought her back
G Ab7 G
My bank account and self-esteem would both be in the black
C E7
If some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sad
F Ab
About some guy who lost the best thing he ever had
Dm7 G C
Hey, I could be a star if it was cool to be a fool
Outro
Dm7 G C
Hey, I could be a star if it was cool to be a fool