Old chords by Henry Priestman

Introduction:
C

Verse 1:
F                  C                          G
I don’t feel like time is slipping through my hands
                   Amin                F
The glass is never empty in my master plan
                  C                             G
I still think it’s alright crying one too many tears
                           Amin                    F
I ‘m not worried about the future and my advancing years
                C                     G
I don’t give a damn, ‘cos I am what I am

Chorus 1:
     C                                 F                 C
But the man upstairs is painting with a different brush today
       C                                     F                 G
Where there used to be all black now there’s little flecks of grey
             C                    G                Amin             D
And while I’m trying to make some sense of it the laughter takes a hold
        C         G         Amin         G                   C
I’m the same age that my father was when I first thought he was old

Verse 2:
F                  C                   G
I don’t want to work my fingers to the bone
                     Amin                 F
Me I’d rather drink wine with you back at home
                   C                                G
I don’t want to think about what car the neighbours bought
                   Amin                     F
I ‘m happy just to sit here laughin’ on the porch
                    C                       G
And I don’t really care what they got over there

Chorus 2:
    C                              F            C
I tried to run a mile today I maybe should have walked
    C                           F            G
My head had the ambition but my body was all talk
             C                    G               Amin             D
And while I’m trying to make some sense of it the laughter takes a hold
        C        G          Amin         G                      C
I’m the same age that my father was when I first thought he was old

Instrumental:
F,C,G,Amin

F               C                        G   G7
You hate what I wear...but I’m too old to care

Chorus 3:
  C                                      F             C
I tried to waltz you round the room like some lovesick fool
        C                                    F                  G
But the kids said “please don’t shame us Dad, your dancing’s so uncool”
              C                   G                Amin            D
And while I’m trying to make some sense of it the laughter takes a hold
         C       G        Amin           G                      C
I’m the same age that my father was when I first thought he was old
             C        G      Amin              G                     C
Yes I’m the same age that my father was when I first thought he was old