Alan Jackson

After 17(Ukulele chords)

Alan Jackson

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	        Intro: C  G  C  G 

C                                                                   
Her right hand closed the front porch door 
 F         G          
Suddenly a child no more 
C                                 F              G 
All the ribbons all the bows in a box now on her closet floor 

Am          G 
Anxious for whats to come 
 F                      G 
Afraid to leave a place she loves 

Am               G 
Shes not a woman not a girl 
 F                               G 
Trying to find her place in this crazy world 
 Am          G 
Meet a lover make a friend 
 F                      G                 
Try and figure out what this life really means 

After 17 

( C  G ) 

C 
Broken hearts and rusted dreams 
F                 G 
Sometimes make it hard to leave and 
 C                        F              G 
Certainty is out of reach even with some self belief 
       Am                G        
So she bites her lip and shows a smile 
F         G 
Flips her hair and flaunts her style 

Am               G 
Shes not a woman not a girl 
 F                               G 
Trying to find her place in this crazy world 
 Am          G 
Meet a lover make a friend 
 F                      G                 
Try and figure out what this life really means 

After 17 

C 
Her memories she stowed away 
F                 G 
Pulls them out on rainy days 
 C                                   F                    G 
And brand new faces take their place beside the ones that never fade 
 Am                      G         
Shes strong and fragile, weak and smart 
 F                    G 
Whatever the cost she plays the part 

Am               G 
Shes not a woman not a girl 
 F                               G 
Trying to find her place in this crazy world 
 Am          G 
Meet a lover make a friend 
 F                      G                F 
Try and figure out what this life really means 

After 17 

Her right hand closed the front porch door 

And suddenly a child no more
	        

Written by Alan Jackson

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