Eb
The pop don't sound the same no more
    Fm
When I pull the cork
    Eb
Never about the taste €…before
   Fm
It €…was a hunt €…for sport


[Refrain]
    Cm            Fm
A sea of fading faces
       Cm         Fm
I €…was stupid and proud
   Eb   Ab    Eb   Ab
Eyes as sharp as knives
  Eb   Ab  Ab     Eb
Cut me out of the crowd


[Chorus]
    Fm              Bb
Wine still cheap and red
   Eb              Cm
Eyes still deep and true
  Fm          Bb
Glasses raise again
   Eb              Cm
Drink to the pulp of youth
   Fm         Bb           Eb
Climb the vine again, my friend


[Verse 2]
  Eb
Not everybody makes it
    Fm
Casualties of some plot
     Eb
Not a pro just a lucky one
     Fm
To make it out of the line


 [Refrain]
    Cm            Fm
A sea of fading faces
       Cm         Fm
I €…was stupid and proud
   Eb   Ab     Eb     Ab
Eyes as sharp as knives
  Eb   Ab    Eb    Ab
Cut me out of the crowd


[Chorus]
    Fm              Bb
Wine still cheap and red
   Eb              Cm
Eyes still deep and true
  Fm          Bb
Glasses raise again
   Eb              Cm
Drink to the pulp of youth
   Fm         Bb
Climb the vine again,
    Eb                Cm
Drink to the pulp of youth
  Fm           Bb
Til our time is due
     Eb              Cm
I'll be on the vine with you
Fm          Bb         Eb
As it was in the pulp of youth


[Verse 3]
   Eb
Who was the picker
           Cm
Who is to say
                   Fm
And does it even matter
       Eb                         Cm
The lucky ones come up when the sun sinks down
    Fm
High on laughter

[Refrain]
    Cm            Fm
A sea of fading faces
       Cm         Fm
I €…was stupid and proud
   Eb  Ab    Eb    Ab
Eyes as sharp as knives
 Eb  Ab    Eb    Fm
Cut me out of the crowd

[Instrumental]

G Cm Fm
Eb Ab Eb Ab x2

[Chorus]
    Fm              Bb
Wine still cheap and red
   Eb              Cm
Eyes still deep and true
  Fm          Bb
Glasses raise again
   Eb              Cm
Drink to the pulp of youth
  Fm        Bb
Till our time is due
  Eb          Cm
I'll be on the vine with you
 Fm     Bb               Eb
As it was in the pulp of youth