Verse 1:
[G]By nature you are [C]quiet[Am] your shyness leaves your [D]wisdoms on the [G]floor,
so If I want to h[C]ear you talk I[Am],
see you when you're [D]under your favorite [Em]spell,[C]
and I always [D]thought that there wer[G]e tears in your [Em]cup,
but [C]years went by and I n[D]ever saw you [Em]cry[C]
it's you and the [D]yardbirds it's you on your [G]own drinking [Em]wine,
[Am]and I can't turn the [D]volume down now it's,
[G]everything and [Em]more for your [G]lo-o-o-o-o-ove, I le[D]t it go,
why de[C]ny you the [G]fun?
(same chords as the first verse and chorus)
Expelled the Marxist ghost the cynical consumerist remains,
I suppose I want to be depressed when I,
see you when you're under your favorite spell,
and I always thought that there were tears in your cup,
it's you ten years after and a bottle of scotch,
in your tobacco jacket out in the cold,
sing along will you this wil be the la-a-a-a-ast time, I let it go,
why deny you the fun?
[C]It's you and the [D]Stones now sharin'[Em] some alcohol,
[Am]oh you'll have [D]whatever K[Em]eith has,
I always thought that there were tears in your cup,
you're under a blanket out in the cold,
sing along will you?
this will be the la-a-a-a-ast time,
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
Have fun playin'! c:
[G]By nature you are [C]quiet[Am] your shyness leaves your [D]wisdoms on the [G]floor,
so If I want to h[C]ear you talk I[Am],
see you when you're [D]under your favorite [Em]spell,[C]
and I always [D]thought that there wer[G]e tears in your [Em]cup,
but [C]years went by and I n[D]ever saw you [Em]cry[C]
it's you and the [D]yardbirds it's you on your [G]own drinking [Em]wine,
[Am]and I can't turn the [D]volume down now it's,
[G]everything and [Em]more for your [G]lo-o-o-o-o-ove, I le[D]t it go,
why de[C]ny you the [G]fun?
(same chords as the first verse and chorus)
Expelled the Marxist ghost the cynical consumerist remains,
I suppose I want to be depressed when I,
see you when you're under your favorite spell,
and I always thought that there were tears in your cup,
it's you ten years after and a bottle of scotch,
in your tobacco jacket out in the cold,
sing along will you this wil be the la-a-a-a-ast time, I let it go,
why deny you the fun?
[C]It's you and the [D]Stones now sharin'[Em] some alcohol,
[Am]oh you'll have [D]whatever K[Em]eith has,
I always thought that there were tears in your cup,
you're under a blanket out in the cold,
sing along will you?
this will be the la-a-a-a-ast time,
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
I let it go, why deny you the fun?
Have fun playin'! c:
