Originally in F, I play in D capo 2
D | C | G | Bm | A |
→ | x2 |
Vox on the 5
D | C | |
It was | Labor Day weekend I was | seventeen |
G |
I bought a Coke and some gasoline |
D | C | G | G | A |
And I drove | out to the county | fair | → |
D | C |
And when I saw her for the | first time |
G | |
She was | standing there in the ticket line |
D | C | G | G | A |
And it all | started right then and | there | → |
Vox still on the 5 of the key, which is the 2 of the chord
G | A | |
Oh a s | ailor sky made a p | erfect sunset |
G/B | A/C# |
And that’s a day I’ll | never forget |
D | A | |
I had a | barbecue stain on my | white t-shirt |
G | A | |
She was | killing me in that | mini skirt |
D | A | Bm | A | G | A |
Skipping rocks on the | river by the railroad | tracks → | → | → |
D | A | |
She had a | suntan line and | red lipstick |
Em | F#m | G | A | |
I | worked so | hard for | that first | kiss |
Bm | A | G | A | D | |
And a | heart | don’t for | get | something like | that |
D | C | G | Bm | A |
→ |
D | C | |
Well it was | five years later on a | southbound plane |
G | |
I was | headed down to New Orleans |
D | C | G | G | A |
To meet some friends of | mine for Mardi | Gras | → |
D | C |
When I heard a | voice from the past |
G |
Coming from a few rows back |
D | C | G | G | A | |
And when I | looked I couldn’t be | lieve just what I | saw | → |
G | A | |
She said I | bet you don’t reme | mber me |
G/B | A/C# | |
And I said, | only every other me | mory |
D | A | |
I had a | barbecue stain on my | white t-shirt |
G | A | |
You were | killing me in that | mini skirt |
D | A | Bm | A | G | A |
Skipping rocks on the | river by the railroad | tracks → | → | → |
D | A | |
You had a | suntan line and | red lipstick |
Em | F#m | G | A | |
I | worked so | hard for | that first | kiss |
Bm | A | G | A | D | |
And a | heart | don’t for | get | something like | that |
Solo
D | C | G | Bm | A |
→ | x2 |
Vox on the 5 of the key again, now it’s the 4 of the chord
Em7 | D |
Like an old photograph, time can | make a feeling fade |
G | A | |
But the | memory of the first love | never fades away |
Let ring
D | A | |
I had a | barbecue stain on my | white t-shirt |
G | A | |
She was | killing me in that | mini skirt |
Band enters on “tracks”
D | A | Bm | A | G | A |
Skipping rocks on the | river by the railroad | tracks → | → | → |
D | A | |
She had a | suntan line and | red lipstick |
Em | F#m | G | A | |
I | worked so | hard for | that first | kiss |
Bm | A | G | |
And a | heart | don’t fo | rget, no |
Bm | A | G | |
And a | heart | don’t for | get, I said |
Bm | A | G | A | D | |
A | heart | don’t fo | rget | something like | that |
D | C | G | Bm | A |
Oh not | something like that |
D | C | G | Bm | A |
→ |
D |