Em B Whenever I get to feel this wayD A Hard to find new words to sayC G I think about the bad old daysF# F#7 B We used to know [Verse]Em B Nights of winter, turn me coldD A Fear the dying, getting oldC G We ran the race, the race was wonF# F#7 B By running slowly [Verse]Em B Could be soon we'll cease to soundD A Slowly upstairs, faster downC G Then to revisit stony groundsContinúa después del anuncioF# F#7 B We used to know [Verse]Em B Remembering mornings, shillings spentD A Made no sense to leave the bedC G The bad old days they came and wentF# F#7 B Giving way to fruitful years [Flute solo]Em BD AC GF# B [Guitar solo] (x3)Em BD AC GF# B [Verse]Em B Saving up the birds in handD A While in the bush the others landC G Take what we can before the manF# F#7 B Says it's time to go [Verse]Em B Each to his own way I'll go mineD A Best of luck with what you findC G But for your own sake remember timesF# F#7 B We used to know [Guitar solo to fade]Em BD AC GF# B
We Used To Know
Jethro Tull
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