My Finest Hour

The Sundays

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  • C#
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  • D
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  • E
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  • G#
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Tom:
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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Composição: David Gavurin e Harriet Wheeler

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