Getting Old Song

Am F C G

Am
There's a mirror on my wall.
F
The reflection tells it all.
C                          G
Grey hair and lines upon my skin.
   Am
And as I look into those eyes,
    F
They have seen a life go by
   C                    G              C
And captured images of wonders I have seen.
Am
And there's a picture on my shelf
F
And it's of a former self.
C                                 G
Taken back when life was wild and free.
Am
And I sometimes wonder why
F
Did the years keep rolling by
C                         G                C
And whatever happened to the man I used to be?

F                          G
Cause no one tells you when you get old
C                               Am
You'll feel so weak and you'll feel so cold.
F                                      G
And maybe one day all your friends will be gone.
C           G              Am
And you'll find yourself alone.
F                       G
And all that's left are silent memories.
C                            Am
And fading photographs of how things used to be.
F                                  G             C
Of people and places that you will never see again.

Am
And this chair behind my door
F
That no one uses anymore.
C                              G
It used to be her favorite one she'd say.
Am
Sometimes I sit and stare
F
And I can still see her there
C                       G               C
Looking so relaxed and smiling back at me.
Am
And there's an empty feeling here.
F
And a constant nagging fear
C                            G
That one day I just might forget her face.
Am
Cause I'm beginning to forget
F
The names of people I have met
C                           G          C
And I'm scared I'll be left without a trace.

F                            G
Cause no one tells you when you get old
C                             Am
You'll feel so weak and you'll feel so cold.
F                          G
And maybe all your friends will be gone.
C           G              Am
And you'll find yourself alone.
F                        G
And all that's left are silent memories.
C                         Am
And fading photographs of how things used to be.
F                                 G             C
Of people and places that you may never see again.

F                        G
And all that's left are silent memories.
C                            Am
And fading photographs of how things used to be.
F                                G               C
Of people and places that you will never see again.

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