Being Boring

F#/G#   4-x-4-3-2-x
F#6     2-4-x-3-4-2


[Intro]

G#m
(freely)

[Chorus]

| A | B | G#m7 | C#m7 |
| A | B | G#m7 | C#m7 |
| A | G#m7 | F#m7 | Emaj7 | % |


[Verse]

Fm
 I came across a cache of old photos
    Ebm7
And invitations to teenage parties
Fm
 'Dress in white' one said with quotations
     Ebm7
From someone’s wife, a famous writer
       Gb/Ab     Ab7
In the nineteen-twenties


[Bridge]

C#
 When you’re young you find inspiration
  F#6
In anyone who’s ever gone
B
 And opened up a closing door
G#m                           | G# | % |
 She said we were never feeling bored

[Chorus]

                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B                 G#m7                C#m
  We had too much time to find for ourselves
                  A
And we were never being boring
B                   G#m7                       C#m
  We dressed up and fought then thought "make amends"
                  A               G#m7
And we were never holding back or worried that
F#m7                | Emaj7 | % |
Time would come to an end


[Verse]

Fm
 When I went, I left from the station
      Ebm7
With a haversack and some trepidation
Fm
 Someone said if you’re not careful
       Ebm7
You’ll have nothing left and nothing to care for
      Gb/Ab    Ab7
In my nineteen-seventies


[Bridge]

C#
 But I sat back and looking forward
   F#6
My shoes were high and I had scored
B
 I’d bolted through a closing door
G#m                                | G# | % |
  I would never find myself feeling bored


[Chorus]

                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring

B                 G#m7                C#m
  We had too much time to find for ourselves
                  A
And we were never being boring
B                   G#m7                       C#m
  We dressed up and fought then thought "make amends"
                  A               G#m7
And we were never holding back or worried that
F#m7                  B
Time would come to an end
                A           G#m7
We were always hoping that, looking back
          F#m7             Emaj7
You could always rely on a friend


[Interlude]

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| Eb | % |


[Verse]

Fm
 Now I sit with different faces
  Ebm7
In rented rooms and foreign places
Fm
 All the people I was kissing
Ebm7
 Some are here and some are missing
       Gb/Ab    Ab7
In the nineteen-nineties


[Bridge]

C#
 I never dreamt that I would get to be
F#6
 The creature I always meant to be
B
 But I thought in spite of dreams
G#m                                | G# | % |
 You’d be sitting somewhere her with me

[Chorus]

                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B                 G#m7                C#m
  We had too much time to find for ourselves
                  A
And we were never being boring
B                   G#m7                       C#m
  We dressed up and fought then thought "make amends"
                  A               G#m7
And we were never holding back or worried that
F#m7                  B
Time would come to an end
               A            G#m7
We were always hoping that, looking back
          F#m7             Emaj7
You could always rely on a friend


[Outro]

                  A
And we were never being boring
B         G#m7        C#m7
  We were never being bored
                   A
‘Cos we were never being boring
B         G#m7        C#m7
  We were never being bored
| A | G#m7 | F#m7 | Emaj7 | % | % | % |
                           (fade out)

• A
• Ab7

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• B
• C#

  4
• C#m

  4
• C#m7

  4
• Eb

  3
• Ebm7
• Emaj7
• F#/G#
• F#6
• F#m7
• Fm
• G#
• G#m

  4
• G#m7
• Gb/Ab