Twenty-one chords by Corey Smith

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
C C/B Am G F G

Verse 1:
   C   C/B  Am    G     C    C/B  Am  G
When I was only seventeen, I couldn't wait for twenty one
  C    C/B   Am    G     C      C/B   Am  G
I'd hang around on Clayton Street in the bars there gettin' drunk
  C    C/B    Am  G   C   C/B   Am  G
A baseball cap and a fake ID would get me in the clubs
   C    C/B      Am     G   C     C/B  Am  G
Then I would dance with the college girls and lie about who I was
    C    C/B     Am  G     C  C/B  Am  G
I'd say "I'm pre-Law. here at U of A, live at Presidential Two.
   C    C/B   Am     G   C  C/B Am G
I was raised over in Buckhead, I drive a BMW."

Chorus:
    F       F/E  Dm        C        F
I was breakin' hearts and takin' names and numbers just for fun.
F F/E  Dm      G        C
Stealin' kisses wishin' I was twenty one.

C C/B Am G F G


Verse 2:
   C     C/B   Am    G    C    C/B Am  G
When Thursdays came and pocket change would quickly disappear
 C     C/B  Am  G      C   C/B   Am  G
Upstairs at Lowry's Tavern, we'd pay a nickel for the beer
 C    C/B      Am   G    C     C/B   Am  G
Shootin' pool, smokin' cigarettes with a dizzy head and a grin
C   C/B    AM    G    C      C/B     Am  G
Four A.M. on a school night, still hangin' out with my friends
  C    C/B   AM    G    C   C/B    Am  G
One hour's sleep on a dirty couch, no shower, off to school
 C    C/B     Am  G    C  C/B   Am  G
Smellin' just like a brewery with a bad hangover too


Chorus:
  F     F/E    Dm        C       F
The teachers all would hassle me: "Stay awake, pay attention"
F F/E Dm          G       C
I was catchin' hell, wishin' I was twenty one.

C C/B Am G F G


Bridge:
   Am    G   F         Dm    G   C
The youngest one of all my friends, I didn't act my age
Am   G     F           Dm      G
Too cool for the football games and the homecoming parades


Chorus:
  F    F/E    Dm          C     F
Now I look back and I have to smile, cause boy it was fun
F F/E Dm         G       C
Bein' seventeen, wishin' I was twenty one

C C/B Am G F G

Verse 3:
C    C/B  Am   G     C     C/B   Am G
Now I'm only twenty six, feelin' more like forty three
  C     C/B  Am G    C   C/B  Am G
My hairline's disappearing, and I never get ID'd
   C     C/B   Am  G    C    C/B Am G
My clothes are out of fashion, no I'm not cool anymore
    C   C/B  Am     G     C   C/B    Am  G
In the bed by ten o'clock each night, and up at half-past four
   C   C/B     Am    G     C       C/B   Am  G
Still I go down to that college town when the Crimson Tide plays at home
    C     C/B  Am    G    C      C/B   Am  G
I drink keg beer from a trash can 'till the whole damn thing is gone


Chorus:
    F    F/E    Dm        C      F
Then I look at all those college girls so innocent and young
F  F/E  Dm           G              C
And I just check 'em out, and say "Damn... I wish I was twenty one"

C C/B Am G F G