[Intro] F A
F
The times we had
A
Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
F
Were not all bad
A
We put our feet just where they had
F
Had to go
A
Never to go
F
The shattered soul
A
Following close but nearly twice as slow
F
Were my good times
A
There were always golden rocks to throw
F
At those who
A
Those who admit defeat too late
F
Those were our times
A
Those were our times
( F A )
Bb F Dm
And I will love to see that day
C
That day is mine
Bb F
When she will marry me
Dm C
Outside with the willow trees
And playing songs in May
What made me so
And I would love to see that day
The day was mine
