by Nickey Whitfield

(Capo on 3 fret)

Basically D - A - G


D
I used to have a woman in my home
A
Long long time ago
A
And I still recall that gal
D
Though she's been a long time gone
G
She might have stayed
                  D
But what I had to give
              G 
Was more like love
D         A
Now all I have
     G                       D
Is a used to be and ain't no more

I used to have music in my home
Long long time ago
And I still recall that song
Though it's been a long time gone
I try to sing it yet
But it comes out in soughs and moans
And now all I have
Is a used to be and ain't no more

                       A
Well, there used to be pictures upon the wall
          G          G7           D
And there used to be kids runnin' round in the hall
          A
And there used to be more than just one chair
           G     G7                 D  
Cause when I had friends they would visit me here

          G                              
And there used to be a cross made of gold
D                          G
Hanging on the mirror that I since broke
D             A 
But now all I have
     G                       D      
Is a used to be and ain't no more

They used to bring mail to my home
Long long time ago
And I still recall those letters
Though they've been a long time gone
But how can they bring the mail
When the numbers on the house are gone
And now all I have
Is a used to be and ain't no more

I used to have a bible in my home
A long long time ago
And I still recall that book
Though it's been a long time gone
And it's been so long since I called the lord
I'm afraid he won't respond
And now all I have
Is a used to be and ain't no more