My Finest Hour
The Sundays
C#m
(início)
G# 466000 B x24400 B2 799800
Intro
E F# E F#
Verse 1
E C# B D2 when the world, it shows me up E C# B D2 my clothes, they show me up E I never knew this before C# B my finest hour that I've ever known E C# B D2 was finding a pound on the Underground
Instrumental
E F# E F#
Verse 2
E C# B D2 when my words came stumbling out E C# B D2 and then I went tumbling out E I never believed before C# B and the finest hour that I've ever known E C# B D was finding a pound on the Underground
Chorus
E A C# B2 and I keep hoping you are the same as me E A C# B2 and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea E A C# B2 we are who we are, what do the others know E A C# B2 D but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go home
Instrumental
E F# E F# G# A
Verse 3
E C# B D when the words came stumbling out of my mouth E C# D2 and I went tumbling out [here, no no, no no]
Chorus
E A C# B2 and I keep hoping you are the same as me E A C# B2 and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea E A C# B2 we are who we are, what do the others know E A C# B2 D but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go Oh Im going home
Chorus
E A C# B2 but I keep hoping you are the only one E A C# B2 yes and I'll send you letters and wouldnt it be such fun E A C# B2 we are who we are, whatever the others say E A C# B2 D but poetry is not for me, as much as I'd like to stay Oh I just want to go home
Instrumental
E F# E F# G# A
Outro
B A G# A you're, you're, you're too young B A G# A (should've been), you, you're, you're too young B A G# A (it should've been), you too, you're too, you're too young B A G# A (it should've been), you, you, you're too young B (you should've been, safer, saner) B (bribed the judge and then) sat down G# A B C# E ooh, you're, you're, you're too young
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