Tuning: Standard
Intro:
Bm |F#m| G | D | G | D | A | A |
D[Bm]on't write me no mor[F#m]e letters
M[G]y mailbox is full of[D] bombs
Between[G] you and the kooks[D] on my block[A]
I don'[Bm]t remember the good ti[F#m]mes
I wasn't[G] there and you were k[D]ind
And my [G]wife has some d[D]ogs in our ya[A]rd
And I[G] cannot hold a ca[D]ndle for ev[A]ery prett[Bm]y girl
We were[G] strangers many hour[D]s
And I mi[A]ssed you for so long
When we were [Bm]lions, lovers in com[A]bat
Faded like your [G]name on those jeans that I [D]bu[A]rn[G]ed
But I am ol[D]der n[A]ow
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
I am olde[D]r no[A]w
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
There are no [Bm]reasons to[F#m] believe
I buried my[G] faith in an unmarked[D] plot
With your [G]heart and your [D]clothes
When I [A]find that I don't [Bm]feel you or [F#m]recall
I'll put your [G]bones out in the [D]yard
Someo[G]ne else to be [D]called and called [A]by
And I [G]cannot hold a [D]candle for e[A]very pretty[Bm] girl
We were [G]strangers many h[D]ours
And I mi[A]ssed you for so long
When we were [Bm]lions, lovers in [A]combat
Faded like your [G]name on those jeans that I [D]bu[A]rn[G]ed
But I am ol[D]der n[A]ow
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
I am ol[D]der n[A]ow
And we di[Bm]d it when we were y[G]oung
I am ol[D]der [A]now
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
I am ol[D]der [A]now
And we di[Bm]d it w[A]hen we were yo[D]ung
Intro:
Bm |F#m| G | D | G | D | A | A |
D[Bm]on't write me no mor[F#m]e letters
M[G]y mailbox is full of[D] bombs
Between[G] you and the kooks[D] on my block[A]
I don'[Bm]t remember the good ti[F#m]mes
I wasn't[G] there and you were k[D]ind
And my [G]wife has some d[D]ogs in our ya[A]rd
And I[G] cannot hold a ca[D]ndle for ev[A]ery prett[Bm]y girl
We were[G] strangers many hour[D]s
And I mi[A]ssed you for so long
When we were [Bm]lions, lovers in com[A]bat
Faded like your [G]name on those jeans that I [D]bu[A]rn[G]ed
But I am ol[D]der n[A]ow
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
I am olde[D]r no[A]w
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
There are no [Bm]reasons to[F#m] believe
I buried my[G] faith in an unmarked[D] plot
With your [G]heart and your [D]clothes
When I [A]find that I don't [Bm]feel you or [F#m]recall
I'll put your [G]bones out in the [D]yard
Someo[G]ne else to be [D]called and called [A]by
And I [G]cannot hold a [D]candle for e[A]very pretty[Bm] girl
We were [G]strangers many h[D]ours
And I mi[A]ssed you for so long
When we were [Bm]lions, lovers in [A]combat
Faded like your [G]name on those jeans that I [D]bu[A]rn[G]ed
But I am ol[D]der n[A]ow
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
I am ol[D]der n[A]ow
And we di[Bm]d it when we were y[G]oung
I am ol[D]der [A]now
And we did[Bm] it when we were y[G]oung
I am ol[D]der [A]now
And we di[Bm]d it w[A]hen we were yo[D]ung