Next Year

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A E

    A          E
My brother and me
         E          A
Used to climb this tree
              E                  A                B
We were gonna build a little clubhouse 'bout ten feet off the ground
                        E
We drew the whole thing up
                    A
Needed wood and our dad's truck
            E                 A                     B
But he was out of work that summer,   the truck only had one gear
                      E          A E
He said, "We'll do it next year"

      A        E                  A
My buddies and me. we had this dream
              E                  A             B
We were gonna rent this cabin way up in Montana
               E                         A
We were gonna fish, we had the date all picked
           E                A               B
My old man got sick and the plan kinda disappeared
                E         A E
But we'll do it next year

            E                  E
Another day down, another week gone
                   A              E
You're always just talkin' about tomorrow
           A          E
You can't beg, steal, borrow
        B
Or make time
            E                      E
So you make plans and hope for the best
      A               A
Life moves on so damn fast
        E                      A                    B
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
                     E         A E
But it's never quite next year

    A             E                  A
My little boy and me, we were out to eat
             E                  A            B
And he said "I can't wait 'til next year",  When I asked him why
                            E                            A
he said "Cause we're goin' campin', "We're goin' to the ballgame
              E                     A            B
"And we'll do all them other things     you said we'd do next year"
               E
So when is it next year?

             E                  E
Another day down, another week gone
                    A             E
You're always just talkin' about tomorrow
           A             E              B
You can't beg, steal, borrow... or make time
            E                      E
So you make plans and hope for the best
           A           A
Life moves on so damn fast
         E                 A                     B
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
                     E
But it's never quite next year
      A            E
No it's never quite next year

C#m  B  A  A
C#m  B  A

       E                     A
My old man  He was fadin' fast
           E                 A                 B
He said "I think I'd like to go see that Grand Canyon"
           E                           A
So we just left, Packed up the car and went
                 E            A               B
I called in sick to work, we drove 'til three a.m
                  E      A E
There ain't no next year

            E                  E
Another day down, another week gone
                   A                E
You're always just talkin' about tomorrow
          A            E               B
You can't beg, steal, borrow... Or make time
            E                     E
So you make plans and hope for the best
           A          A
Life moves on so damn fast
         E                     A               B
Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here
                     E
But it's never quite next year
                     A
No it's never quite next year
                    E
No it's never quite next year
                 A         E
It's never quite next year

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