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