[Intro] F  A

     F
The times we had
              A
Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
     F
Were not all bad
            A
We put our feet just where they had
       F
Had to go
         A
Never to go

        F
The shattered soul
           A
Following close but nearly twice as slow
     F
Were my good times
              A
There were always golden rocks to throw
  F
At those who
           A
Those who admit defeat too late
           F
Those were our times
           A
Those were our times


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    Bb     F                    Dm
And I will love to see that day
     C
That day is mine
     Bb       F
When she will marry me
   Dm             C
Outside with the willow trees

And playing songs in May
What made me so
And I would love to see that day
The day was mine