chords of interest: Ab5 ( E5 ) B5 ( E5 ) ---0--------0---- | ---0--------0---- | ---x--------x---- | ---x--------x---- | ---x--------2---- | ---4--------x---- | Otherwise, open chords are fine. intro C5 E5 F5 C5 E5 F5 G5 E5 A5 confetti floats away like dead leaves in the wagon's wake C5 E5 F5 G5 Ab5 B5 A5 there were parties here in my honor til you sent me away F5 and now silver moons belong to you C5 E5 F5 G5 E5 A5 i'm passing the baton from the old mare to the fawn C5 E5 F5 G5 Ab5 B5 A5 it was out of line but it was fun, didn't you love the part right before the dawn? F5 and now silver moons belong to you D5 F5 A5 D5 F5 E5 i'm off to the ballet and to practice all these ancient ways A5 G5 F5 A5 G5 F5 tell the new kids where i hid the wine, tell their fathers that i'm on my way singing A5 G5 F5 D5 Hey Hey C5 F5 maybe these days are over, over now C5 F5 maybe these days are over, over now C5 F5 and i loved it better than anyone else you know C5 E5 F5 G5 E5 A5 and i believe in growing old with grace, i believe she only loved my face C5 E5 F5 G5 Ab5 B5 A5 i believe i acted like a child, making faces at acquired tastes F5 and now silver moons belong to you C5 E5 F5 G5 E5 A5 C5 E5 F5 G5 Ab5 B5 A5 F5 and silver moons belong to you D5 F5 A5 D5 F5 E5 i'm off to the ballet and to practice all these ancient ways A5 G5 F5 A5 G5 F5 tell the new kids where i hid the wine, tell their fathers that i'm on my way singing A5 G5 F5 D5 Hey Hey C5 F5 maybe these days are over, over now C5 F5 maybe these days are over, over now C5 E5 F5 G5 E5 A5 and i believe in growing old with grace, i believe she only loved my face C5 F5 F5 E5 and i think maybe these days are over, over now A5 C5 G5 F5 gone are the days bonfires make me think of you A5 C5 G5 F5 looks like the prophecy came true A5 C5 G5 F5 you are a fallen tree, he is a fallen tree A5 C5 G5 F5 how old are you, no, how old are you? A5 C5 G5 F5 under all the folds of your dresses that you wear F5 A5 G5 F5 there's an ocean and a tide and a riot in the square A5 C5 G5 F5 over are the days that the compass made your hair A5 G5 F5 sway around to the cadence of your hey ho hey ho cheer under all the folds of the dresses that you wear sway around to the cadence of your voice when you sang there
