Capo 1, it's basically the same chord sequence throughout the song, you can split it 
into two parts to make it a bit clearer, the first part being: A  A7  F#m  E, then the 
second part: D  A  D  E

Intro:

Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

A  A7  F#m  E   D  A  D  E (x2)


Verse 1:

A
Back back way back
          A7                       F#m                        E
I used to front like Angkor Wat, Mechanicsburg, Anchorage and Dar es Salaam

      D                      A
While home from New York was champagne and disco
D                 E
Tapes from L.A. slash San Francisco

    A                    A7
But actually Oakland and not Alameda
     F#m                           E
Your girl was in Berkeley with her communist reader
D                         A
Mine was entombed within boombox and Walkman
D                    E
I was a hoarder but girl, that was back then



Bridge:

A  A7  F#m  E



Chorus:

    A                   A7               F#m
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
          E
What you on about?
  D             A        D              E
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones

    A                 A7            F#m
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
        E
Such a modest mouse
  D            A       D            E
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone


A                A7                    F#m               E
Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

D  A  D  E


Verse 2:

A                      A7
Ancestors told me that their girl was better
      F#m                        E
She's richer than Croesus, she's tougher than leather
D                      A
I just ignored all the tales of a past life
D                    E
Stale conversation deserves but a bread knife
    A                               A7
And punks who would laugh when they saw us together
     F#m                     E
Well they didn't know how to dress for the weather
D                          A
I can still see them there huddled on Astor
D                        E
Snow falling slow to the sound of the Master


Chorus:

    A                   A7               F#m
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
          E
What you on about?
  D             A        D              E
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones

    A                 A7            F#m
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
        E
Such a modest mouse
  D            A       D            E
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone

A  A7  F#m  E   D  A  D  E


Verse 3:

A                         A7
Wisdom's a gift but you'd trade it for youth
F#m                     E
Age is an honour - it's still not the truth
D                          A
We saw the stars when they hid from the world
D                          E
You cursed the sun when it stepped to your girl
A                      A7
Maybe she's gone and I can't resurrect her
    F#m                       E
The truth is she doesn't need me to protect her
   D                               A
We don't know the true death - the true way of all flesh
D                    E
Everyone's dying but girl - you're not old yet

Chorus:

    A                   A7               F#m
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
          E
What you on about?
  D             A        D              E
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones

    A                 A7            F#m
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
        E
Such a modest mouse
  D            A       D            E
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone


    A                   A7               F#m
The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out
          E
What you on about?
  D             A        D              E
I feel it in my bones, I feel it in my bones

    A                 A7            F#m
I'm stronger now, I'm ready for the house
        E
Such a modest mouse
  D            A       D            E
I can't do it alone, I can't do it alone


A                A7                    F#m               E
Every time I see you in the world, you always step to my girl

D  A  D  E  A