Remember When the Music – Harry Chapin

It's a pretty straight forward song.  Mostly just pick individual string going 
from low to high on each chord.  The recording (Gold Medal Collection) is tuned a 
little sharp, so if you're playing along to a cd tune to it (or set your 
electronic tuner to about A=446Hz).

For this song A9 = x02420 (low-high)

Intro: E  A9  E  A9

  E
Remember when the music
A9                                   E
Came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire
    B                               A9
And as we sang the words, it would set our minds on fire,
     E                     B
We believed in things, and so we'd sing.

Remember when the music
Brought us all together to stand inside the rain
And as we'd join our hands, we'd meet in the refrain,
For we had dreams to live, we had hopes to give.

Remember when the music
Was the best of what we dreamed of for our children's time
And as we sang we worked, for time was just a line,
It was a gift we saved, a gift the future gave.

Remember when the music
Was a rock that we could cling to so we'd not despair,
And as we sang we knew we'd hear an echo fill the air
We'd be smiling then, we would smile again.

     A                               E   
Oh all the times I've listened, and all the times I've heard
         A                         E
All the melodies I'm missing, and all the magic words,
     C#m                            Abm
And all those potent voices, and the choices we had then,
       F#m                               B              B/A  B/Ab  B
How I'd love to find we had that kind of choice again.

Remember when the music
Was a glow on the horizon of every newborn day
And as we sang, the sun came up to chase the dark away,
And life was good, for we knew we could.

Remember when the music
Brought the night across the valley as the day went down
And as we'd hum the melody, we'd be safe inside the sound,
And so we'd sleep, we had dreams to keep.

And I feel that something's coming, and it's not just in the wind.
It's more than just tomorrow, it's more than where we've been,
It offers me a promise, it's telling me "Begin",
I know we're needing something worth believing in.

Remember when the music
Came from wooden boxes strung with silver wire
And as we sang the words, it would set our minds on fire,
We believed in things, and so we'd sing.