Artist: Nick Ciampi Song: Willie Mays G C G G Em Feeling old before my years too tired for my age C D G Em Sittin down and downing beers and write another page C D G Em Same old story brand new lines my repertoire hurts some time / Am / / D / / Useful thinking occupies the space I feel between my ties, oh C D Take me back to yesterdays G Em When getting high meant seeing Willie Mays C D Take me to my childhood G Em When Willie played that game so good C D Take me flying back in time G Em When stealing base was the biggest crime Am Take me to when I'm thinking of C D Em D C D When I held the world inside of a baseball glove C D G Em Youth it comes and goes so fast tho some never let go C D G Em Who cares I'm liven in the past I'm the first to let you know C D G Em Smiling until make believe is so instilled it cannot leave Am D Youthful dreams of my childhood I wonder was my life that good C D Take me back to yesterday G Em When getting high meant seeing Willie Mays C D Take me to my childhood G Em When we all played that game so good C D Take me flying back in time G Em When cutting class was the biggest crime Am Take me to when I'm thinking of C D Em D C When baseball was the only thing I loved Em D Em D Feel I been disconnected far and away too long F Am C D How long can I go on living my whole life through a song Em D Em D Facing up to changes I found other ways F Am Em ||| D ||| E |||| I become that kid again watching Willie Mays (adlib) C D G Em
