Too Many Rules

F                          C
I got home last night, at, ten past two.
                      F
My folks turned blue, their tempers flew.
                       C
I got to be in bed at, quarter to ten.
                      F
There go those rules again.

CHORUS:
F               C
Too many rules..Too many rules.
                              F
Folks are just fools..making, too many rules.
                          Bb
I pray the stars above, I haven't lost your love.
C                        F
Cause there are too many rules.

#2.(Change keys)
F#                       C#
When you call me on the, telephone..it's not my own,
F#
they've made it known.
                          C#
So you must call me only, now and then.
                      F#
There go those rules again.

CHORUS:

#3.(Change keys.)
G                        D
My kid brother's always, on my trail.
                G
I can't escape, that tattle-tale.
                                 D
I hope you understand, what I'm, goin' through.
                      G
I don't know, what to do.