intro: G C D G D/F#G C The roads I took curved constantlyD An open path or dead-end streetsG D/F# C Took me a while to find out which direction I should faceG B Em Left wrong turns and - oh my leaves turned early –C G D By which I mean to illustrate my stateG D/F# C D G And now it’s over there’s naught aheadD C D/F# But I can’t let go ohohG D/F# C D G had it all planned out, the way, the day, I set the timeD C Well I came close to writing downD/F# G My last goodbyeG C Bad luck shaped me as a manD Bad breaks tore me down againG D/F# C Took different shapes before I took the shape that I now amG B Em The pressure’s tense and – oh the tension’s pressing –C G D Society’s roll, took it’s toll againG D/F# C D G And now it’s over there’s naught aheadD C D/F# But I can’t let go ohohG D/F# C D G had it all planned out, the way, the day, I set the timeD C Well I came close to writing downD/F# G My last goodbyeG B Em The pressure’s tense and – oh the tension’s pressing –C G D Society’s roll, took its toll again
My Last Goodbye
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