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Intro: A F#m A D A F#m D
A F#m
One of these days,
A
I'm gonna sit down
D
and write a long letter
A F#m D
To all the good friends I've known
A F#m
And I'm gonna try
A
And thank them all
D
for the good times together.
A F#m D
Though so apart we've grown.
A
One of these days,
Em
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
D Bm
To all the good friends I've known
A F#m
One of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
D Em
And it won't be long, it won't be long.
( A F#m A D A F#m D )
A F#m
And I'm gonna thank,
A D
That old country fiddler
A F#m D
And all those rough boys
Who play that rock 'n' roll
A F#m A D
I never tried to burn any bridges
A F#m D
Though I know I let some good things go.
A
One of these days,
Em
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
D Bm
To all the good friends I've known
A F#m
One of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
D Em
And it won't be long, it won't be long.
( A F#m A D A F#m D )
A F#m
From down in L.A.
A D
All the way to Nashville,
A F#m
From New York City
D
To my Canadian prairie home
A F#m
My friends are scattered
A F#m
Like leaves from an old maple.
A F#m D
Some are weak, some are strong.
A
One of these days,
Em
I'm gonna sit down
and write a long letter
D Bm
To all the good friends I've known
A F#m
One of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
D Em
And it won't be long, it won't be long.
A F#m
One of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
A F#m
one of these days,
D Em A
And it won't be long, it won't be long.
Written by Neil Young