Imaginary Wars

           C             F
Behind the house where I lived
     C            G
Back when I was a kid
         C                              G
I played G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine trees
            C       F
I'd fight imaginary wars
            C                    G
'Til my mom called from our back porch
                  C
And I'd come home covered in that pine pitch
        G               C
From my head down to my knees

           C             F
Too big to wrap my arms around
       C                  G
Surely older than I could count
          C                                          G
Must have been there since the Mayflower crossed the sea
                    C                  F
They'd been through blizzards and hurricanes
       C                     G
Summer droughts and freezing rain
     C
Them pines would live forever
                G                C
At least that's how it seemed to me

             F                    C
Now what's become of the old pine woods
         F                                     G
It's all gone and there's a brand new neighbourhood
          Am        G                  F
All for a buck they cut down all those trees
     C                    G           C
They subdivided all of my fondest memories

           C                  F
When those trucks came for my woods
      C            G
I did everything I could
           C                                     G
And it was war for real when school let out that June
              C                     F
I ripped down flags and I pulled up stakes
         C                      G
But what difference can one boy make
      C
Those pines still fell like thunder
     G           C
On a summer afternoon

             F                    C
Now what's become of the old pine woods
         F                                     G
It's all gone and there's a brand new neighbourhood
          Am        G                  F
All for a buck they cut down all those trees
     C                    G           C
They subdivided all of my fondest memories

      Am           Em
And I never became friends
         F                   C
With the families that moved in
          F                          G
They were different from us or so it seemed
       Am            Em
I grew up and moved away
          F           C
I just go home on holidays
          F
But those tall and tangled pines
        G
They're still falling in my dreams

       C                 F
We all want the greenest lawn
              C               G
And a country club where we belong
       C                      G
And an SUV to get us there in style
                  C                   F
But we don't keep track of what we've lost
         C             G
We can't calculate the cost
             C
When there's no place left for a boy's
      G            C
Imagination to run wild

            F                    C
So what's become of the old pine woods
         F                      G
It's all gone and it's gone for good
          Am        G                  F
All for a buck they cut down all those trees
     C                    G           C
They subdivided all of my fondest memories

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