Eb
[F]
When it's [Eb]getting way too late
There's nothing on the slate
You've got [F]to take another break
Step out of the room
Into the [Eb]street lit by the moon
Walk down to the tombs
Open the [F]windows
Eb (these two chords are like intro)
[F]
No one [Eb]said that that time would come
To finish what's begun
Things get [F]done when they get done
There's no use in worry
For a [Eb]heart that's in a hurry
hang the jury inside
out to [F]dry
[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
[F]
[F]
When it's [Eb]getting way too late
There's nothing on the slate
You've got [F]to take another break
Step out of the room
Into the [Eb]street lit by the moon
Walk down to the tombs
Open the [F]windows
Eb (these two chords are like intro)
[F]
No one [Eb]said that that time would come
To finish what's begun
Things get [F]done when they get done
There's no use in worry
For a [Eb]heart that's in a hurry
hang the jury inside
out to [F]dry
[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
[F]
[Eb]
[F]