D            A           Bm        A
She's almost 40 now and if life's fair. 
      Gm                    D         E                A
 It won't have touched her face or touched her golden hair. 
D               A                  Bm               A
It won't have touched the way she used to speak my name
        Gm              D              E                A
 like single rain drop doesn't really touch the window pane. 

Bm             D     Gm                D
She's probably 50 now, no doubt she's changed.
E                                           A
 The wear and tear and doubt that lives arrange. 
D              A               Bm                 A
The wear and tear I know are there drives a girl insane. 
         Gm            D               E             A
The doubt of reaching out for love and getting beat again.

              Em               A        D
 There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done. 
         Em                  A       D
The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.
  Em               A             D   C#   Bm
 Call up social services, even call the cops.
G                         Gm                        D
 No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.

D            A           Bm        A
She must be 60 now, well that route 
      Gm          D         E             A
Down lane of pure disdain from young and cute. 
Bm             D     Gm                D
Rolling out red carpet promises and ringing wedding bells
E                                           A
Gives a special kind of tinnitus to a girl who knows too well. 

              Em               A        D
 There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done. 
         Em                  A       D
The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.
  Em               A             D   C#   Bm
 Call up social services, even call the cops.
G                         Gm                        D
 No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.

D            A           Bm        A
She's over 70 now. Way past her best.
      Gm                    D         E                A
 But the one who holds the key to love's treasure chest 
Bm                 D                Gm                D
doubtless has a younger flame to keep him warm at night.
E                                           A
 While this old one just flickers in the distant hope he might.

              Em               A        D
 There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done. 
         Em                  A       D
The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.
  Em               A             D   C#   Bm
 Call up social services, even call the cops.
G                         Gm                        D
 No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.

D            A           Bm        A
 She's in her 80s now she's close to death
      Gm                    D         E                A
 and the one thing that won't let her down is final breath.
Bm                 D            Gm                D
 So much more reliable than the absent heart of man. 
E                                           A
Nothing quite as black and white as the checkered flag of end.

              Em               A        D
 There's no easy way of saying it. No easy way it's done. 
         Em                  A       D
The father you looked up to then, no longer loved your mum.
  Em               A             D   C#   Bm
 Call up social services, even call the cops.
G                         Gm                        D
 No man's ever gone to jail when love for woman stops.