Yester[Am7]day when I was [D7]young
The taste of love was [GM7]sweet as rain upon my[CM7] tongue;
I teased at life as[F#m7] if it were a foolish [B7]game
The way the evening br[Em]eeze may te[B+]ase a candle fl[E7]ame.
The thousand dreams I d[Am7]reamed, the splendid things I pl[D7]anned--
I always built to [GM7]last on weak and shifting s[CM7]and;
I lived by night and [F#m7]shunned the naked light of[B7] day,
And only now I [Em]see how the y[B+]ears ran a[E7]way.
Yesterd[Am7]ay when I was y[D7]oung,
So many happy s[GM7]ongs were waiting to be [CM7]sung,
So many wayward [Am7]pleasures lay in store for [B7]me,
And so much pain my [Em]dazzled eyes re[B+]fused to s[E7]ee.
I ran so fast that [Am7]time and youth, at last, ran o[D7]ut,
I never stopped to t[GM7]hink what life was all a[CM7]bout;
And ev'ry conver[Am7]sation I can now rec[B7]all
Concerned itself with [Em]me, and [B+]nothing else at a[E7]ll.
Yester[Am7]day the moon was b[D7]lue,
And ev'ry crazy [GM7]day brought something new to[CM7] do,
I used my magic [F#m7]age as if it were a w[B7]and,
And never saw the [Em]waste and e[B+]mptiness bey[E7]ond.
The game of love I p[Am7]layed with arrogance and p[D7]ride,
And ev'ry[GM7] flame I[CM7] lit too quickly, quickly died;
The friends I made all s[F#m7]eemed somehow to drift a[B7]way
And only I am l[Em]eft on st[B+]age to end the pl[E7]ay.
There are so many so[Am7]ngs in me that won't be s[D7]ung,
I feel the bitter t[G]aste of tears upon my t[CM7]ongue;
The time has come for me t[Am7]o pay for yesterd[B7]ay
(N.C.) Em Am Em
When I was young.
The taste of love was [GM7]sweet as rain upon my[CM7] tongue;
I teased at life as[F#m7] if it were a foolish [B7]game
The way the evening br[Em]eeze may te[B+]ase a candle fl[E7]ame.
The thousand dreams I d[Am7]reamed, the splendid things I pl[D7]anned--
I always built to [GM7]last on weak and shifting s[CM7]and;
I lived by night and [F#m7]shunned the naked light of[B7] day,
And only now I [Em]see how the y[B+]ears ran a[E7]way.
Yesterd[Am7]ay when I was y[D7]oung,
So many happy s[GM7]ongs were waiting to be [CM7]sung,
So many wayward [Am7]pleasures lay in store for [B7]me,
And so much pain my [Em]dazzled eyes re[B+]fused to s[E7]ee.
I ran so fast that [Am7]time and youth, at last, ran o[D7]ut,
I never stopped to t[GM7]hink what life was all a[CM7]bout;
And ev'ry conver[Am7]sation I can now rec[B7]all
Concerned itself with [Em]me, and [B+]nothing else at a[E7]ll.
Yester[Am7]day the moon was b[D7]lue,
And ev'ry crazy [GM7]day brought something new to[CM7] do,
I used my magic [F#m7]age as if it were a w[B7]and,
And never saw the [Em]waste and e[B+]mptiness bey[E7]ond.
The game of love I p[Am7]layed with arrogance and p[D7]ride,
And ev'ry[GM7] flame I[CM7] lit too quickly, quickly died;
The friends I made all s[F#m7]eemed somehow to drift a[B7]way
And only I am l[Em]eft on st[B+]age to end the pl[E7]ay.
There are so many so[Am7]ngs in me that won't be s[D7]ung,
I feel the bitter t[G]aste of tears upon my t[CM7]ongue;
The time has come for me t[Am7]o pay for yesterd[B7]ay
(N.C.) Em Am Em
When I was young.