C G F Leaving the central state from shallow ground C G F Home in the valley but the rent's paid south C G You said the urn was half full when F I said it was half empty C G F With what was left of our fair city Call in the army corps of architects To flatten the skyline and begin again I knew the years would move quickly but never quite as fast as this So, bring the discrepancies, I'll pour the drinks | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC F G |