(capo 1? casa)

(intro) A5

A5
I?m tired of saying
       G5
That I won?t get lost ever again
    F5              A5
Who knows, maybe I will

And everywhere I go
There I?ll be
       G5
With a rust old rake in a pile of leaves
   F5             A5
Oh my, truly daunting

       F5
But my blue eyes
       A5
Cannot see
           F5                    A5
That their real hue is probably green
              F5                G5
I should keep records of these things
         F5         G5          A5
And I?ll know what yesterdays bring

I?m not really sure
        G5
But I?m starting to think that I?ve been here before
    F5
Who knows
        A5
Maybe I have

And everywhere I went
                   G5
There I was with a choir of bees
They were all a buzz
   F5         A5
Oh my, how amusing

      F5
But my blue eyes
       A5
Cannot see
           F5                    A5
That their real hue is probably green
              F5                G5
I should keep records of these things
         F5         G5          A5
And I?ll know what yesterdays bring

                         G5
One time, there was this one time
             F5          A5
When I swore God, she spoke to me
                            G5
And she told me, oh yes she told me
           F5                    A5
Of all the wonder that she could bring
And I said,
                             G5                            F5
Won?t you, won?t you fill me up with it, wont you fill me up with it,
               A5
Won?t you fill me (repeat 4 times - A5 G5 F5 )

    F5
But my blue eyes
       A5
Cannot see
           F5                    A5
That their real hue is probably green
              F5                G5
I will keep records of these things
         F5         G5          A5
And I?ll know what yesterdays bring

     F5       G5        A5
I am always there with me
         F5         G5          A5 (hold)
And I?ll know what yesterdays bring