tabs:wedding_bells_are_breaking_up_that_old_gang_of_mine
Wedding Bells are Breaking Up That Old Gang of Mine
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D
Went to see the new
Em
baby,
and we smoked
A
weed on the back
G
porch.
And,
D
lying on my back with the pool
Em
floatie,
“Raining
A
Blood” just thundering
G
forth,
I said, “
D
what do you say your
F♯m
parents take your place
for an
A
hour? We can drive
G
downtown,
to our
D
old favorite place, let the
F♯m
years just melt away,
and find our
A
selves back where we were
G
found.”
But there’s not a
D
soul down on the co
Em
rner,
and that’s a
A
pretty certain
G
sign
that I
D
shouldn’t try to play the
Em
reformer,
picking up
A
pieces of that old gang of
G
mine.
But
D
what would they say if it
F♯m
went the other way,
and we flew to
A
today through ten years of
G
time?
They’d
D
be ashamed. I’m so
F♯m
sure they’d be ashamed
at what I
A
claim to be doing with my
G
life.
Now they’re
D
all paired off and
Em
kissing
the
A
other half good
G
night,
and then
D
falling deep into the
Em
same sleep
while walls and warm
A
sheets shut out the
G
light.
And I’m the
D
only one, at the
F♯m
top of my lungs,
who’s still
A
singing sweet ade
G
lines.
They’re
D
all filled up, they
F♯m
don’t need the love
that I’m
A
bringing that old gang of
G
mine.
Not a
D
soul down on the
Em
corner,
they’re all safe sitting
A
down behind smooth sheets of
G
glass.
I guess it’s
D
not going to get any
Em
warmer,
and I guess it’s raining
A
slow until it’s raining
G
fast.
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