Song Name: | The Living Years | By: | Mike Rutherford |
Posted By: | Wailer | Difficulty: | Beginner |
Key: | A | Genre: | Rock |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2005-11-20 18:11:58 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | 8 8 8 -8 -8 7 8 8 8 -8 -8
Ev-ry gen-er-a-tion, blames the one be-fore, -6 8 8 8 -8 -8 7 and all to their frus-tra-tions, -6 8 8 8 -8 -8 come beat-ing on your door. -8 9 9 9 -9 -9 8 I know that Im a pris-ner, 8 8 -9 9 9 9 -9 8 to all my fa-ther held so dear, -6 9 9 9 -9 -9 8 I know that Im a hos-tage, -8 9 9 -10 8 8 to all his hopes and fears. 7 7 -9 -9 -9 8 8 -8 I just wish I could have told him, -9 9 8 -8 7 in the liv-ing years. CHORUS 7-8 5 -5 6 6 7 -6 Oh, Say it loud, say it clear, -6 -6 -8 8 -9 -9 8 -8 8 you can lis-ten as well as you hear. 5 -5 6 6 7 -6 Its too late, when we die, -6 -6 -8 8 -9 -9 8 -8 7 to ad-mit we dont see, eye to eye. VERSE 2 So we crum-pled bits of pa-per, filled-with im-per-fect thought, stilt-ed con-ver-sa-tions, Im a-fraid thats all weve got. You say you just dont see it, he says it makes per-fect sense. You just cant get a-gree-ment, in this pres-ent tense. We all talk a dif-frent lan-guage, talk-ing in de-fense CHORUS (Omit the word Oh from here on) VERSE 3 So we o-pened up the quar-rel, be-tween the pres-ent and the past. We on-ly sac-ri-fice the fu-ture, its the bit-ter-ness that lasts. So dont yield to the for-tunes, you some-times see as fate. It may have a new per-spec-tive, on a dif-frent day. And if you dont give up and dont give in, you may just be O K CHORUS VERSE 4 I wasnt there that morning, my fa-ther passed a-way. I did-nt get to tell him all the things I had to say. |