Rose-Colored Rearview

A       E       Bm       A       E      Bm

A       E       D
There   was a   time
A       E                       D
When    we all watched the      same screen
A       E               D
Spring  steen was       mainstream
Bm                      D
Everybody had a         hungry heart
A       E       D
There   was a   time
A                       E                       D
Where we weren’t at     risk that you could     make a living
A               E               D
A 40 hour       week and a      2 day weekend
E                       A
Could get you pretty    far.

E
Was there a     time
                Bm              F#m
Or was it       only in my      mind
D                       A
When everything seemed  simpler
D                               A                   Bm
And we all sat down for         dinner     every night
Bm                      D
Or am I only looking    through
                         A
This    rose colored rearview
E       Bm

A       E       D
There   was a   time
A              E                   D
When we all    felt like           family
A               E                       D
I could         ride my bike down       any street
Bm                              D
And somebody always knew my     name
A       E       D
There   was a   time
A           E                               D
Before the  mail palled out and the         pails moved in
A                 E               D
And we didn’t     need no         medicine
E                       A
Just to take away the   pain

E
Was there a time
                Bm              F#m
Or was it       only in my      mind
D                       A
When everything seemed  simpler
D                               A
And we all sat down for         dinner  every night
Bm                      D
Or am I only looking    through
                        A
This    rose colored rearview

A       E       Bm       A       E      Bm      A       E      Bm      F#m       E     D

A       E       D
There   was a   time
A               E               D
When we all     pledged         allegiance
A               E               D
And we  thought we knew what    we meant
Bm                              D
When we stood and faced the     flag.
A       E       D
Are     we      blind
A               E               D
Lost in         some nos-       talgia case
A               E               D
Only white men  miss the        good ol days
E                       A
That ain’t coming       back.

E
Was there a time
                Bm              F#m
Or was it       only in my      mind
D                             A              D              A
When everything seemed      simpler
D                             A              D              A
And we all sat down for     dinner
D                       A
And we all watched the  same screen
D                       A
But we didn’t   see the same things
D                       A
Maybe all was in a      mirror
A               D               A
Was never       close as it     appeared
D                   A                                   Bm
Like the way    the truth can seem so black and         white
Bm                      D
After all our looking   through
                        A
This rose colored rear  view

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