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All These Years

Mac Macanally

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Date: Mon, 13 Apr 1998 20:00:57 -0400
From: "Fark, Alan" 
Subject: m/macanally_mac/all_these_years.crd

Transcribed by: paulmc@nyc.pipeline.com (Paul McGinness)

It's not perfect but it works.... if you have a better version PLEASE
send me a copy ....

    All These Years  (Recorded by Sawyer Brown)
           (Written by Mac McAnally)

     CAPO: 2nd Fret

     Intro: F#m - E - A
     F#m         E              A
     She likes adventure with security
     F#m           E              A
     and more than one man can provide
     F#m           E               A
     She planned adventure feeling sure that he
     F#m          E               A
     would not be home till after five
     E                F#m                    Bm      D
     He turned on the lights and turned them off again
     E           F#m                D    E
     He said the one thing he could say
               A                    E
     All these years,  where have I been
               F#m              D               E
     I've been down the road to work and home again
                   A              E
     And I'm still here until I'm gone
               F#m           D                   E
     Don't you rub it in too hard that I've been wrong
               A
     All these years.....

     BREAK: E - F#m - D - E

     F#m              E                A
     She said "You're not that man you used to be"
     F#m              E       A
     He said "neither is this guy"
     F#m               E                           A
     She said "there's just some things that you refuse to see
     F#m         E           A
     I guess sometimes so do I".
     E              F#m             Bm         D
     She made no excuse why she was lying there
     E            F#m                 D  E
     She said the one thing she could say
               A                  E
     All these years, what have I done
                 F#m             D                 E
     I made your supper and your daughter and your son
                   A                  E
     And I'm still here, and still confused
               F#m             D               E
     But I can finally see how much I stand to loose
               A       E - F#m - D
     All these years
                   A                  E
     And I'm still here, and still confused
               F#m             D               E
     But I can finally see how much I stand to loose
               A       E - F#m - D
     All these years

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-Paul McGinness