This song is pretty easy to play and sing! Enjoy folks!
I [D]picture your face everyday of my life
And [G]struggle to come up with lyrics
But l[D]ately it's honesty that keeps me aro[A]und
A p[D]int of their best and a seat with a view
This [G]corner looks all too familiar
I just [D]wanna tell you "I love you, I'm safe
on "De[A]vonshire and Cr[G]own"
[Bm]Who knows which letter just might be the last
This s[G]ong will be done by the end of this glass
Hey [D]brown eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of[A] clouds
[Bm]Here comes another three-dollar clich
I [G]nod to the barman and he does the same
And ag[D]ain and again and again and again I am[Em] down
But so [G]prown[A]
(The second half of the song is exactly the same as the first half)
It's summer where you are, it's winter down here
You're sleeping, I'm already boozing
All the cool kids are speaking their minds
But I cannot hear
'Cause people are sounding like white noise these days
They fancy themselves as a critic
But I think of you and it takes me away to a perfect place
Who knows which letter just might be the last
This song will be done by the end of this glass
Hey blue eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds
Here comes another three-dollar clich
I nod to the barman and he does the same
And again and again and again and again I am down
But so prown
I [D]picture your face everyday of my life
And [G]struggle to come up with lyrics
But l[D]ately it's honesty that keeps me aro[A]und
A p[D]int of their best and a seat with a view
This [G]corner looks all too familiar
I just [D]wanna tell you "I love you, I'm safe
on "De[A]vonshire and Cr[G]own"
[Bm]Who knows which letter just might be the last
This s[G]ong will be done by the end of this glass
Hey [D]brown eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of[A] clouds
[Bm]Here comes another three-dollar clich
I [G]nod to the barman and he does the same
And ag[D]ain and again and again and again I am[Em] down
But so [G]prown[A]
(The second half of the song is exactly the same as the first half)
It's summer where you are, it's winter down here
You're sleeping, I'm already boozing
All the cool kids are speaking their minds
But I cannot hear
'Cause people are sounding like white noise these days
They fancy themselves as a critic
But I think of you and it takes me away to a perfect place
Who knows which letter just might be the last
This song will be done by the end of this glass
Hey blue eyes, I hope you are sleeping and dreaming of clouds
Here comes another three-dollar clich
I nod to the barman and he does the same
And again and again and again and again I am down
But so prown
