D C#m7 Bm7 G A7 It's the sad eyed goodbbye yesterday's moments I'll remember D C#m7 Bm7 G A7 It's the bleak street weak kneed partings I recall D C# It's the mistier mist, the hazier days Bm7 A The brighter sun, and the easier lays Chorus: G There's all the more reason D For laughing and crying Dmaj7/A When youre younger A And life isnt too hard at all. t's the fantastic drowse Of the afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The unending pleadings To waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle-aged years It's a vertical hold All the things that you're told For the everyday hero It all turns to zero Chorus: And there's all the more reason For living or dying When you're young And your troubles are all very small E G# Out here on the streets we'd gather and meet A C D And scuff up the sidewalks with endlessly restless feet E G# Half of the time we'd broaden our A minds more in the pool halls C D Than we did in the school halls. E G# With the downtown chewing gum bums A F# D A Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun. Never wanted to be the boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain’t easy for a smalltown boy It ain’t easy at all Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached For breakfast I guess I think I'll be Clint Eastwood Oh no, Jimi Hendrix, he was good Let's try William the Conqueror Now who else do I like? Brian May | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A7 C C# C#m C#m7 D Dm Dmaj7 E F# G G# Bm Bm7 |