Being Boring

F#/G#   4-x-4-3-2-x
F#6     2-4-x-3-4-2


[Intro]
G#m
(freely)

[Chorus]
| A | B | G#m7 | C#m7 |
| A | B | G#m7 | C#m7 |
| A | G#m7 | F#m7 | Emaj7 | % |


[Verse]
Fm
 I came across a cache of old photos
    Ebm7
And invitations to teenage parties
Fm
 'Dress in white' one said with 
quotations
     Ebm7
From someone’s wife, a famous writer
       Gb/Ab     Ab7
In the nineteen-twenties


[Bridge]
C#
 When you’re young you find 
inspiration
  F#6
In anyone who’s ever gone
B
 And opened up a closing door
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 She said we were never feeling 
 G# | % |
bored


[Chorus]
                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B                 G#m7           
  We had too much time to find 
     C#m
for ourselves
                  A
And we were never being boring
B                   G#m7     
  We dressed up and fought then 
                  C#m
thought "make amends"
                  A               
And we were never holding back or 
G#m7
worried that
F#m7                | Emaj7 | % |
Time would come to an end


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[Verse]
Fm
 When I went, I left from the 
station
      Ebm7
With a haversack and some 
trepidation
Fm
 Someone said if you’re not careful
       Ebm7
You’ll have nothing left and nothing
 to care for
      Gb/Ab    Ab7
In my nineteen-seventies


[Bridge]
C#
 But I sat back and looking forward
   F#6
My shoes were high and I had scored
B
 I’d bolted through a closing door
G#m                                
  I would never find myself feeling
| G# | % |
 bored


[Chorus]
                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B                 G#m7           
  We had too much time to find 
     C#m
for ourselves
                  A
And we were never being boring
B                   G#m7     
  We dressed up and fought then 
                  C#m
thought "make amends"
                  A               
And we were never holding back or 
G#m7
worried that
F#m7                  B
Time would come to an end
                A           G#m7
We were always hoping that, looking 
back
          F#m7             Emaj7
You could always rely on a friend


[Interlude]
| Ebm7 | Emaj7 | Ebm7 | Emaj7 |
| Eb | % |


[Verse]
Fm
 Now I sit with different faces
  Ebm7
In rented rooms and foreign places
Fm
 All the people I was kissing
Ebm7
 Some are here and some are missing
       Gb/Ab    Ab7
In the nineteen-nineties


[Bridge]
C#
 I never dreamt that I would get to 
be
F#6
 The creature I always meant to be
B
 But I thought in spite of dreams
G#m                                
 You’d be sitting somewhere her 
| G# | % |
with me


[Chorus]
                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B                 G#m7           
  We had too much time to find 
     C#m
for ourselves
                  A
And we were never being boring
B                   G#m7     
  We dressed up and fought then 
                  C#m
thought "make amends"
                  A               
And we were never holding back or 
G#m7
worried that
F#m7                  B
Time would come to an end
               A            G#m7
We were always hoping that, looking 
back
          F#m7             Emaj7
You could always rely on a friend


[Otro]
                  A
And we were never being boring
B         G#m7        C#m7
  We were never being bored
                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B         G#m7        C#m7
  We were never being bored
| A | G#m7 | F#m7 | Emaj7 | % | % | 
                           (fade 
% |
out)