Younger Days(Chords)

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In my younger days, when I felt older then 
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I tried to talk to you, baby let somethin' warmer in 
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The games were different, I didn't quite know the rules 
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It could have been something I said 
E                  A 
Bah ba-da ba-da ba-da 


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I remember one day, bikin' round the parkin' lot 
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Wearin' my dad's haircut and feeling like I played the part 
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My brother and sister, they would make me conversate 
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With the passerby who would wonder why 


            A    E 
The days go so long 
            A    E 
The days go so long, 
            A    E 
The days go so long, 


And I think, 

A                          D           E 
Wouldn't it be nice to be lost in the city? 
A                     D        E 
Wondering how to get home at night 
A                          D            E 
Wouldn't it be nice to be lost in the city? 

Tonight 

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A                 E      D               E 
Climbin' my staircase, trying to get outside 
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I reach the rooftop, always the best place to hide 
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My brother and sister, they would get kicks for days 
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Hearin' what the strangers had to say 


             D       E          A 
The days go soooooooooooooooo long 
             D       E          A 
The days go soooooooooooooooo long, 
             D       E          A 
The days go soooooooooooooooo long, 
D            E      A 
The days go on so long 

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