The Golden Age Of Aviation

Intro: G Bm Am D C Am Em G

G              Bm          Am                 D
For argument's sake let's pretend we could stop arguing
     C              Am       Em          G
Over which of us is wrong and why it isn't you
G             Bm              Am              D
We're barely awake before your head's up in the clouds again
        C                Am              Em             G
There's nothing you like more than having nothing much to do

C
Stood akimbo
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Staring out the window at the sky

G        Bm              Am           D
All afternoon you've been buried in a biography
      C        Am          Em         G
Of an aviatrix lost at sea, never to be found
G                Bm           Am        D
Holed up in your room, holding out for an apology
    C            Am        Em
But gravity will get to you eventually

G           C
You'll come down from upstairs again
C
With all those model aeroplanes

        G            C
And the novelty wore off
         G                 C
When the pilots still wore goggles
         G         Bm
But your eyes look skywards
         Em        C
And your mind still boggles

Then play: Verse chords

G         Bm               Am            D
I'm going grey but you look younger than a year ago
         C                Am              Em              G
When you put your hair in pigtails and you put your hand in mine
G        Bm      Am               D
We'll be OK - I'm happy when you're here
             C                 Am         Em         G
But oh, your smile can seem as far away as once upon a time

C
You can't help it
C
Hopelessly nostalgic

Am                       C
A passing interest in the past
C                         G             Em D
But I think it's going to last a little longer
Am                  C                    G
I'll hold on to your hand as tightly as I can
    Em       D
But modelling glue is stronger

Then play: Verse chords
Then play: C

    G            C
The novelty wore off
         G                 C
When the pilots still wore goggles
         G         Bm
But your eyes look skywards
         Em        D
And your mind still boggles
G                C           G               C
Through frequent flyers' disappointments and disasters
    G             Bm      Em            C
The golden age of aviation never lost its lustre