E Emaj7 E7 A
E F# A


[Verse 1]
E              Emaj7
Five in the morning
   E7             A
The cold wind is blowing
E              F#      A
Alone in the city, I found you again
     E              Emaj7
You're drunk and I know it
  E7               A
You’re too proud to show it
     E              F#      E
Afraid I might misunderstand


[Verse 2]
   E              Emaj7
You carried the crosses
        E7             A
Now you suffered your losses
    E               F#         A
And reached for the bottle to drown all the fear
    E                 Emaj7
You might have your reasons
            E7             A
They might change with the seasons
        E              F#            B7
But through the fire and rain, I'll be here


[Chorus]
               E                   A
Oh, 'cause a friend is so hard to find
                F#m
Even harder to keep
                    B
But please bear in mind
             E                A
Lovers they come, lovers thеy go
               F#m               B
I’ll be right here to carry you homе
              F#m        E
I know you'll find over time
      A                B             E
That some friendships age like fine wine


[Verse 3]
E                 Emaj7
Hearts all need stitchin'
      E7             A
Like light bulbs need switchin'
       E              F#            A
Like engines need fixin' to keep dragging to load
E               Emaj7
Someone to rely on,
    E7            A
A shoulder to cry on
     E              F#            B7
Lord knows we need someone to hold


[Chorus]
              E                   A
Oh, 'cause a friend is so hard to find
                F#m
Even harder to keep
                    B
But please bear in mind
             E                A
Lovers they come, lovers thеy go
               F#m               B
I’ll be right here to carry you homе
              F#m        E
I know you'll find over time
      A                B             E
That some friendships age like fine wine


[Outro]
 E            A
Everything changes
      F#m            B7   N.C.     E
And our friendship ages like fine wine