CF (4x)

C                        F
once in the spring of my 24th year

C                F
i had nothing to say.

C
with a dangling promise and

F
a terrible past

C                     F
i threw all the words away.


Em      F       C     F
we were born to hum.


C                       F
you were the last in my 24th year

C                      F
to make a demand of my voice.

C
i tickled your ear and

F
i laughed in your face and

C
i gave you my choice.


Em      F       C    F
we were born to hum.

Em      F       C    F
we were born to hum.

(lots of picking here, along with the artist saying "hum". it follows the chord 
pattern from the rest of the song...C, then F)


C
it's a gradual running,

F
a kind of release

C                    F
that's settled on my face.

C                F
once in awhile i complain to myself,

C
nothing gets done!

F
nothing's in place!


Em          F      C    
but i would rather hum.

Em      F      C
i would rather hum.

(picking, "hum", C F chord pattern at the end)