Chordproc: Ben Folds : Rockin' The Suburbs

Ben Folds : Rockin' The Suburbs


  1. Annie Waits
  2. Zak And Sara
  3. Still Fighting It
  4. Gone
  5. Fred Jones Part 2
  6. The Ascent Of Stan
  7. Losing Lisa
  8. Carrying Cathy
  9. Not The Same
  10. Rockin' The Suburbs
  11. Fired
  12. The Luckiest

Annie Waits

Intro
C
C
G
C
x2
Verse 1
G
C
G
And so
C
G
C
G
Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits
C
Am
G
F
G
For a call from a friend
C
The same
G
C
G
C
Whats the same? Is it always the same?
Am
G
F
Annie waits... for the last
C
Time
o-o-o
Verse 2
C
G
The clock
C
G
C
Never stops, never stops, never waits
Am
G
F
G
She's growing old, its getting late
C
G
And so
C
G
C
He forgot, he forgot, maybe not
Am
G
F
Maybe he's been seriously hurt
C
That'd be worse
Intro Chords
Chorus
Dm (?) F Headlights crest the hills
F
G
Dm
Shadows pass her by and out of sight
F
G
Ooh--OOh
Dm
F
Annie sleeps and dreams
F
G
Dm
Friday bingo, pigeons in the park
F
G
C
G
F
C
Annie waits for the last time
C
G
F
C
Just the same as the last time
F
G
Annie says, "You see
C
G
F
This is why I'd rather be alone"
C
G
C
And so
G
C
G
C
G
Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits
Am
G
F
For a call from a friend
Dm
F
The same, Its the same
G
Am
D
Was it always the same
F
G
C
Annie waits as the last....
Chorus 2
Headlights crest the hills Who will be the one forever more? Ooh Ooh Annie I could be If we're both still lonely When we're old Annie waits for the last time Just the same as the last time (Annie waits) Annie waits for the last time Just the same as the last time Annie waits.... but not for me



Zak And Sara

Capo III
Gm7/b x20032
Gm7/bb x10032
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
x2
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
Sara spelled without an "H" was getting bored
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
On a Peavey amp from nineteen eighty four
Em
A
While Zak without a "C" tried out some new guitars
Em
A
Playing Sara with no "H"s favorite song
D
Gm7/b
A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D
Gm7/b
A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em
A
Zak and Sara
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
x2
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
Often Sara would have spells where she lost time
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
She saw the future she heard voices from inside
Em
A
The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
Em
A
Because at home they got her slapped
D
Gm7/b
A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D
Gm7/b
A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em
A
Zak and Sara
C
C/b
A
Zak and Sara
C
C/b
A
Bm
Zak called his Dad, about lay away plans
A
D
G
Sara told the friendly salesman that
E
You'll all die in your cars
A
And why's it gotta be dark
And you're all workin' in a submarine
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
Ass hole
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
She saw the light she saw a pale English face
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
Em
A
Pitchers of pills that put you in a loving trance
Em
A
That make it possible for all white boys to dance
Em
A
And when Zak finished Sara's song, Sara clapped
D
Gm7/b
A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
D
Gm7/b
A
La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
Em
A
Zak and Sara
C
C/b
A
Zak and Sara
C
C/b
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb
D
D/c
Gm7/b
Gm7/bb



Still Fighting It

Verse 1
C
Good morning son
Fmaj7
I am a bird
C
Fmaj7
Wearing a brown polyester shirt
C
You want a coke?
Fmaj7
Maybe some fries?
C
G
The roast beef combo's only nine ninety-five
C
But it's okay
Fmaj7
You don't have to pay
C
G
I've got all the change
Chorus 1
F5
Everybody knows
C5
G5
It hurts to grow up
F5
But everybody does
C5
G5
It's so weird to be back here
F5
Let me tell you what
C5
The years go on and
G5
We're still fighting it
F5
We're still fighting it
C
Fmaj7
C
And you're so much like me
Fmaj7
I'm sorry
Verse 2
C
Good morning son
Fmaj7
Twenty years from now
C
Fmaj7
Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers
C
And I can tell
Fmaj7
Bou about today
C
G
And how I picked you up and everything changed
C
It was pain
Fmaj7
Sunny days and rain
C
G
I knew you'd feel the same things
Chorus 2
F5
Everybody knows
C5
G5
It sucks to grow up
F5
But everybody does
C5
G5
And so weird to be back here
F5
Let me tell you what
C5
The years go on and
G5
We're still fighting it
F5
We're still fighting it
C
Fmaj7
You'll try and try
C
Fmaj7
Fm
And one day you'll fly
C
Fmaj7
Away from me
Bridge
C
Fmaj7
C
Fmaj7
C
Good morning son
Fmaj7
Good morning son
C
Good morning son
Fmaj7
I am A bird
C
Fmaj7
{Good morning son}
C
It was pain
Fmaj7
Sunny days and rain
C
G
I knew you'd feel the same things
Chorus 3
F5
Everybody knows
C5
G5
It hurts to grow up
F5
But everybody does
C5
G5
And so weird to be back here
F5
Let me tell you what
C5
The years go on and
G5
We're still fighting it
F5
We're still fighting it
Pre-Chorus
C
Fmaj7
C
And you're so much like me
Fmaj7
I'm sorry



Gone

Intro
F
A
Bb
C
F
A
Bb
C
F
A
Bb
C
I thought Id write, I thought Id let you know
F
A
Bb
C
In the year since youve been gone I've finally let you go
F
A
Bb
C
And I hope you find some time to drop a note
Am
But if you wont
C
Then you wont
F
A
Bb
C
F
And I --------- will consider you gone
F
A
Bb
C
I know that you went straight to someone else
F
A
Bb
C
While I worked through all this shit here by myself
F
A
Bb
C
And I think that you should spend some time alone
Am
But if you wont
C
Then you wont
F
A
Bb
C
F
And I --------- will consider you gone
Bridge
Dm
G
G7
G
Bbm
F
Bb
Bbm
F
Dm
I wake up in the night
Bb
C
All alone and it's alright
Dm
G
The chemicals are wearing off
Bb
C#maj7
Since youre gone
F
A
Bb
C
The days go on, the lights go off and on
F
A
Bb
C
And nothing really matters when youre gone
F
A
Bb
C
If you think that you feel nothing at all
Am
If you dont (if you dont)
C
Then you dont (no, you wont)
Am
If you wont
A
Then you wont
F
A
Bb
C
And I -------- will
F
A
Bb
C
Then I ------- will
F
A
B
C
Dm
Bbm
C#maj7
F
Yeah, and I -------- will consider you gone



Fred Jones Part 2

Intro
C
Am7
Em7
G7
C
Am7
Em7
G7
Verse 1
C
Am7
Em
G7
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark
C
Am7
Em
G7
There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall
Am7
F
Am7
F
He has cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes
C
G
Things that remind him: 'Life has been good'
Fmaj7
Dm11
Twenty-five years he's worked at the paper
C
G
Gsus4
G
A man's here to take him downstairs
C
F
G7
And I'm sorry, Mr Jones it's
C
Am7
Em7
G7
time
C
Am7
Em7
G7
Verse 2
C
Am7
Em
G7
There was no party, there were no songs
C
Am7
Em
G7
'Cause today's just a day like the day that he started
Am7
F
Am7
F
No one is left here that knows his first name
C
G
And life barrels on like a runaway train
Fmaj7
Dm11
Where the passengers change they don't change anything
C
G
Gsus4
G
You get off; someone else can get on
C
F
G7
And I'm sorry, Mr Jones it's
C
Am7
Em7
G7
time
C
Am7
Em7
G7
Bridge
Am
Em7
Streetlight shines through the shades
F
C
G/b
Casting lines on the floor and lines on his face
F
C
He reflects on the day
Solo
Am7
Em7
Am7
Em7
F
Em7
Am
Em7
F
Em
G
D
Dsus4
D
Verse 3
C
Am7
Em
G7
Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement
C
Am7
Em
G7
Projecting some slides onto a plain white
Am7
F
Am7
F
Canvas and traces it, fills in the spaces
C
G
He turns off the slides, and it doesn't look right
Fmaj7
Dm11
Yeah, and all of these bastards have taken his place
C
G
Gsus4
G
He's forgotten but not yet gone
Outro
C
F
G
And I'm sorry, Mr Jones
C
F
G
And I'm sorry, Mr Jones
C
F
G
Cadd9
And I'm sorry, Mr Jones it's time



The Ascent Of Stan

Capo III
B7/D# x21202
A7/C# x42020
D6 xx0202
Intro
Em
B7/d#
D
A7/c#
x2
C
Verse 1
G
D/f#
C/e
D6
D
Pangs, of silence, from the room upstairs
C
G
Hows the view there?
G
D7
Do you read what they're saying about you?
Verse 2
G
D7/f#
C/e
D6
That you're no fun, since the war was won
C
G
In fact, you have become
G
D7
Am7
C
All of the things you've always... run... away from
Chorus 1
Em
B7/d#
D
A/c#
The ascent of Stan; textbook hippie man
Em
B7/d#
D
A/c#
Get rest while you can
Verse 3
G
D/f#
C/e
D6
D
So where'd the years go? All the time we had?
C
G
G
D7
Being poor was, not such a drag in hindsight
Verse 4
G
D7/f#
C/e
D6
C
G
And you wonder, why your father was, so resigned
G
D7
Am7
C
Now you don't wonder, anymore...
Chorus 2
Em
B7/d#
D
A/c#
The ascent of Stan; textbook hippie man
Em
B7/d#
D
A/c#
(
C
) Textbook hippie man, get rest while you can
Bridge 1
C
D7
G
C
(Sta...n); once you wanted revolution
D7
G
C
(Sta...n); now you're the institution
D7
G
(Sta...n):
C
D7
G7
How's it feel to be the man? (
Em
) It's no fun to be the man
Interlude
Em
B7/d#
D
A/c#
C
G
F#7
F#
Bsus4
B
Break:
G
D/f#
C/e
D6
C
G
La...da da, da da, da da, da da da
G/b
D7
Am7
C
La da da da da, da da, la...
Am7
C
And now watch it all go down
Chorus 3
Em
B7/d#
D
A/c#
The ascent of Stan; textbook hippie man
Em
B7/d#
D
(Stan), textbook hippie man
A/c#
(
C
) Get rest while you can
Bridge 2
C
D7
G
C
(Sta...n); once you wanted revolution
D7
G
C
(Sta...n); now you're the institution
D7
G
(Sta...n)
C
D7
How's it feel to be the man?
G
It's no fun to be the man



Losing Lisa

G
F
C
The lights are off again
G
She took me by surprise
F
C
She's so sensitive
G
This shit just happens sometimes
F
C
She's my everything
G
She's my best friend and more
F
C
We don't do anything
G
We didn't do the day
F
Before you go
Em
You oughta know
Eb
Dsus4
D
That I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted you to know
Chorus
G
F
C
Black tears are falling down her face
Bb
C
Dm
(
C
Dm
) And I am wrong
G
F
C
Bb
C
Dm
(
C
Dm
) Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done
G
F
C
Bb
C
Dm
(
C
Dm
) She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone
Bb
C
Dm
G
Black tears are falling, falling
Verse
G
F
C
Remember long ago
G
Together laughing, loving
F
C
Oh so long ago
G
When we were buying something
F
C
Life was simple then
G
But she's not happy now, and I
F
C
Don't feel anything
G
Her lips are moving
F
I am mesmerised
Em
By tiny lies
Eb
Dsus4
D
I'm watching as the shapes are drawing slowly from her eyes
Chorus
G
F
C
Black tears are falling down her face
Bb
C
Dm
(
C
Dm
) And I am wrong
G
F
C
Bb
C
Dm
(
C
Dm
) Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done
G
F
C
Bb
C
Dm
(
C
Dm
) She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone
Bb
C
Dm
C
Black tears are falling, falling
Bb
C
Dm
C
Dsus4
D
Black tears are falling, falling
Bridge
Am7
D
Losing Lisa
Am7
D
Losing Lisa
F
Losing Lisa
Dsus4
D
Dsus4
D
And there's nothing I can do
Piano solo over chorus chords x2
G
F
C
Bb
Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
G
F
C
Bb
Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
G
F
C
Bb
Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
G
F
C
Bb/f
Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)



Carrying Cathy

Capo IV
Bbmaj7 x13231
Em7/D xx0000
D6 xx0202
Gm7/C x33333
Csus4 x33011
Dm6 xx0201
C13 xx5355
Intro
D
G
D
G
C
F
C
F
D
G
D
G
C
F
C
Bbmaj7
D
Em7/d
D
Verse 1
D
D7
Her window was hung like a painting
D6
Bbmaj7
She worried it might come to life
D/a
A7
She stared for hours
D
D7/c
So obsessed was I, and self-absorbed that I
Bm7
Bbmaj7
D/a
A
Didn't see that she was, crying
Chorus 1
Gm7
Gm7/c
There was always someone carrying
Fmaj7
Bbmaj7
There was always someone carrying
Gm
Csus4
C
D
Always someone's carrying, Cathy
Interlude
D
G
D
G
C
F
C
Verse 2
D
D7/c
There were times when I'd find myself saying that
D6
Bbmaj7
"Friends, you don't understand"
D/a
A7
And she's different, when it's just me and her
D
D7/c
And I closed the door and I tried to hang on
Bm7
Bbmaj7
D/a
A
And she sank into the dark. I was over my head
Chorus 2
Gm7
Gm7/c
There was always someone carrying
Fmaj7
Bbmaj7
There was always someone carrying
Gm
Csus4
C
(
D
) Always someone's carrying, Cathy
Interlude
D
G
D
G
C
F
C
Bridge 1
Bbmaj7
D
We gave you everything; you could have been anything
Bbmaj7
D
We gave you everything; you could have done anything
Bbmaj7
Dm6
D
Dm6
D
But to imagine a fall, with no one at all to catch you
Chorus 3
Gm7
C13
Fmaj7
|
Bb
|
Gm7
C13
D
There'd always been someone...
Gm7
C13
Then one night, she climbed into the picture frame
Fmaj7
Bbmaj7
Gm7
C7
D
G
D
Out in the frozen air, and out, of sight
Verse 3
D
D7
Woke up sad from this dream I've been having
D6
Bbmaj7
D/a
A7
The last couple nights or so
D
D7/c
With her father and brothers, we're all at the funeral
Bm7
Bbmaj7
Carrying a box through the rain
D/a
A7
Then somebody says that it's always been this way
Chorus 4
Gm7
Gm7/c
Always someone's carrying
Fmaj7
Bbmaj7
There was always someone carrying
Gm
Csus4
C
(
D
) Always someone's carrying, Cathy
Outro
D
G
D
G
C
F
D



Not The Same

C
You took a trip
G/c
And climbed a tree
Ddim/c
C
At Robert Sledge's party
C
G/c
And there you stayed 'til morning came
Ddim/c
C
And you were not the same after that
You gave your life To Jesus Christ And after all your friends went home You came down You looked around And you were not the same after that
Am7
Fmaj7
Aaah Aaah
C
G
You were not the same after that
Am7
Fmaj7
Aaah Aaah
C
G
You were not the same after that
Fmaj7
You see them drop like flies
G
From the bright sunny skies
Fmaj7
They come knocking at your door
G
With this look in their eyes
Fmaj7
You got one good trick
G
And you're hangin' on, you're hangin' on
C2
To it...
You took the word And made it heard And eased the people's pain and for that You were idolized, immortalized You were not the same after that Walking tall You'd bought it all You were not the same after that 'Till someone died On the water slide And you were not the same after that You see them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You got one good trick And you're hangin' on You're hangin' on To it...
Am7
Fmaj7
C
G
Ooh ooh ooh (You were not the same)
Am7
Fmaj7
C
G
Ooh ooh ooh
You see them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You got one good trick And you're hangin' on You're hangin' on
Fmaj7
(You see them drop like flies)
G
Fmaj7
You're hangin' on
G
Fmaj7
You're hangin' on
G
You're hangin' on
C
G/c
Ddim/c
C
C
G/c
Ddim/c
C



Rockin' The Suburbs

C
D
F
C
x4
*Riff:
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B|---------1-3-----|---------1-1-----|
G|--0-0-2-------2--|--0-0-2----------|
D|-----------------|--------------2--|
A|-----------------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------| x3
Break
D
F
Verse 1
C
D
F
Lemme tell ya'll what it's like, being male, middle class and white
C
D
F
It's a bitch, if you don't believe; listen up to my new CD. (Shamon!)
Interlude: (with Riff)
C
D
F
x2
Verse 2
C
D
F
C
I got shit running through my brain; so intense that I can't explain
C
D
F
C
All alone in my white boy pain, shake your booty while the band complains
Interlude: (with Riff)
C
D
F
C
C
D
F
Chorus 1
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson did
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs, except that he was talented
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs; take the cheques and face the facts
D
F
That some producer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks
Interlude: (with Riff)
C
D
F
C
x2
Verse 3
C
D
I'm pissed off but I'm too polite
F
C
When people break in the McDonald's line
C
D
F
C
Mom and dad, you made me so uptight; gonna cuss on the mic tonight
Bridge 1
D
F
Dunno how much I can take
C
D
Girl, give me something I can break
Chorus 2
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs, except that they were talented
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs; take the cheques and face the facts
D
F
That some producer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks
Middle 8
C
F
C
F
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B|-------------------------|--------------------------|
G|------------2-2--0--2-4--|------------2-2--5-5-5-4--|
D|--2-0-2--5---------------|--2-0-2--5----------------|
A|-------------------------|--------------------------|
E|-------------------------|--------------------------| x2
(with Middle 8 Riff)
C
F
C
F
In a haze these days, I pull up to the stoplight
C
F
I can feel that somethings not right
C
F
C
F
I can feel someone's blasting me with hate and bass
C
F
Sending dirty thoughts my way
C
F
'Cause my great-great-great-great-grand dad
C
F
C
F
Was someone's great-great-great-great-granddady's slaves
C
F
C
F
C
F
It wasn't my idea, it wasn't my idea, never was my idea
Bridge 2
D
F
(
C
) Just go to the store, for some Prepiration-H...
Break
C
D
F
x2
C
D
F
Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white
C
D
F
Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white
C
D
F
Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white
C
D
F
Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white
C
D
It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...
F
C
It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...
D
It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...
F
FUCK!!
Chorus 3
D
F
C
Just like John Bon Jovi did
D
F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs, except that he was talented
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F
C
I'm rocking the suburbs; take the cheques and face the facts
D
F
That some producer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks
Coda
F
C
G
F
These days... yeah, yeah
F
C
G
F
I'm rocking the suburbs... yeah, yeah
F
C
G
F
I'm rocking the suburbs... yeah, yeah
Break
D
F
Coda
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F
) You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck You better watch out, because I'm gonna say fuck
Outro
G
Bb5
C5
C#5
D5
x4



Fired

G7 323000
Am7/G 302010
Abmaj7 4x665x
Ebmaj7 x68686
Dm9 x5535x
Intro
C
E7
Am7
F
C
E7
Am7
F
Verse 1.
C
E7
Am7
G7
C
E7
Am7
F
Lucretia walks into a room
C
E7
Am7
Am7/g
Fmaj7
Abmaj7
Because she does it's not the same room
Cmaj7
E7
Am7
F
C
E7
Am7
F
The one she wanted to be in, she says
C
E7
Am7
Am7/g
Fmaj7
"Everywhere I go, damn, there I am"
Chorus 1
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
And I just wanna walk away
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
Won't you let me walk away sometimes?
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
Won't you let me walk away?
Abmaj7
Everyone one of you is fired
Interlude
C
E7
Am7
F
C
E7
Am7
F
Verse 2
C
E7
Am7
Fmaj7
C
E7
Am7
F
I'm just an ordinary guy
C
E7
Am7
Am7/g
Fmaj7
Abmaj7
And all I want is to be loved; is that so wrong?
Cmaj7
E7
Am7
Fmaj7
Don't think that I don't know
C
E7
Am7
Fmaj7
What you're saying about me
Cmaj7
E7
Am7
Am7/g
Fmaj7
I hear it all through these thin walls
Chorus 2
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
And I just wanna walk away
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
Won't you let me walk away sometimes?
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
And I just wanna walk away
Bridge 1
Abmaj7
Every one of you is fired
Ebmaj7
Every one of you is oh oh oh oh
Abmaj7
Dm7
Dmaj7
Dm7/g
Every one of you is fired
Solo
C
C/e
Am7
F
x8
Chorus 3
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
And I just wanna walk away
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
Won't you let me walk away this time?
Abmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
'Cause I just wanna walk away
Bridge 2
Abmaj7
Every one of you is fired
Ebmaj7
Every one of you is, oh oh oh oh
Abmaj7
Every one of you is fired
Ebmaj7
Every one of you is, oh oh oh oh
Fmaj7
Cmaj7
Fmaj7
Dm9
G7
Fired...
Outro
C
E7
Am7
F
x3
Fmaj7
Abmaj7
C
Motherfucker!...



The Luckiest

D
G
D
A
Bm
F#m
G
D
A
D
A
D
G
I don't get many things right the first time
D
Bm
C
In fact, I am told that a lot
A
/c#
Now I know all the wrong turns
D
G
D
Bm
F#m
A
The stumbles and falls brought me here
Bm
G
Bm
And where was I before the day
E
A
That I first saw your lovely face?
F#m
G
Now I see it every day
D
A
And I know
D
A
That I am
Bm
F#m
I am
G
D
A
D
A
I am the luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you In a house on the street where you live Maybe I'd be outside As you passed on your bike. Would I know? And in a wide sea of eyes I see one pair That I recognize And I know That I am I am I am the luckiest
Em
Bm
I love you more than I have
Bm
D
G
D
A
Ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties And one day, passed away in his sleep And his wife, she stayed For a couple of days and passed away I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way To tell you that I know We belong That I know That I am I am
G
D
A
Bm
I am the luckiest
F#m
G
D
A
D