I adore this song. I think that the chorus sounds better when it is played with barre chords higher up the fretboard. Enjoy! A We got the last of the apples, E Rosy just from the weather, D A C# An orchard map spread out green and red. A A ten-cent yellow hat, E Rotten fruit kicked off the path. D A Our hands in our pockets C# And our pockets in our pants. A E Racing out ahead to be the reddest heart beat beating, D A C# Out on the scene busting blood through a young body. A A puddle with a jacket cap, E A picnic in a mountain pass, D A C# A taste of summer coming back: F# A summer swam by a foggy dam. Ebm B C# A Poughkeepsie scam around a mountain bend. F# Ebm The season changed, the best of us changed. B C# The rest of us stuck behind to keep the silver shined. D, E, F# A A piano in a window bay E A straight back with a ribboned braid D A C# Blue Ridge brick in an almond shade A A chin on a worn-out wrist. E A magnet with a grocery list says: D A C# My, oh my, my toes get tired, A E D A C# But I dont let on, or let go—I sing along. A, E, D, A, C#, F#, Ebm, B, C#, F#, Ebm, B, C#, D, E A Back home Ive got a couple friends E We drink together on the weekends D A C# We keep our nails trimmed and fingers tough. A I’ve got a felt hat collection, E A dresser drawer to put my pants in. D A C# What, oh, what more could a woman want? A I want an overhaul for my guitar, E A string endorsement and a shiney new car. D A C# Piles of fruit and a fully stocked bar. A Money for a flight out west, E Cute shoes and a vintage dress, D A C# Big, new houses for all my relatives. F# Ebm I want to land in a tugging hand: B C# A youthful bed with a youthful plan. F# Ebm I want to wait and take my time, B C# All my time, and keep my silver shined. D, E, F#, D, E, F#.