Prettiest Eyes

D        G
Line One  is the time
D              A            G       D
 when you, you first stayed over at mine.
       A               G         D
And we drank our first bottle of wine.
A    G       D
     Then we cried.


[Verse 2]
            G
Two, we're away,
D               A        G          D
and we both, we both had nowhere to stay.
          A             G       D
Well, the bus shelter's always okay,
A   G           D
    when you're young.


[Bridge]
           D                        G
Now you're older and I look at your face,
      D                     G
Every wrinkle is so easy to place,
      D                            Bm
And I only write them down just in case
           A
You should die.


[Chorus]
                          D                Bm
Just take a look at these crows feet, just look
G                        A
Sitting on the prettiest eyes,
D                     Bm
Sixty twenty-fifth of Decembers,
G                      A
Fifty-nine fourth of Julys.
G                          A
Not through the age or the failure children,
D                          Bm
Not through the hate or despise.
D                         Bm
Take a good look at these crows feet,
A              G          D
Sitting on the prettiest eyes


[Verse 3]
D           G
Line Three, I forget,
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But I think, I think it was our first ever bet,
        A                   G          D
And the horse we backed was short of a leg -
A    G     D
     Never mind


[Verse 4]
D     G
Four, in a park,
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And the things, the things that people do in the dark.
        A                 G            D
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart
A    G       D
     Then we did.


[Bridge]
           D                        G
Now you're older and I look at your face,
      D                     G
Every wrinkle is so easy to place,
      D                            Bm
And I only write them down just in case
           A
You should die.


[Chorus]
                          D                 Bm
Just take a look at these crows feet,  just look
G                        A
Sitting on the prettiest eyes,
D                     Bm
Sixty twenty-fifth of Decembers,
G                      A
Fifty-nine fourth of Julys.
G                       A
You can't have too many good times children
D                       Bm
You can't have too many lines
D                         Bm
Take a good look at these crows feet,
A              G          D
Sitting on the prettiest eyes


[Outro]
         D                G          D
Well, my eyes look like a map of the town
       D                G                 D
And my teeth are either yellow or they're brown
           G              A          D                  Bm
But you'll never hear the crack of a frown when you are here
           G              A          D
No, you'll never hear the crack of a frown.