C F Am G There were lovely red flowers lining the trees C F Am G And they smelled like perfume on the hand of a queen C F Am G The car read “Just Married” on the back window C F Am G C F Am G The future was open, how could we ever have known? C F Am G From South San Diego, to Portland, Maine C F Am G I have traveled this country seeking my fame C F Am G And through all the what fors, the flames and trap doors C F Am G F Through which all of us fell, stories that I cannot tell Fm Fm And I wish that I... C F Am G x2 [Verse 2] C F Am G Now the ocean tide’s coming up with the moon C F Am G I’m afraid we’re all living at sea level too C F Am G And we’re seeing this part of the tragedy through C F Am G C F Am G When the bottle will break, the cradle will fall down on you C F Am G The second rate author of his own epitaph C F Am G All this potent potential destroyed in the graph C F Am G You think to yourself, I’ll get lucky at cards C F Am G F But you don’t even know who the hell that you are, and I Fm C F Am G Still I wish that I...was born in the spring [Bridge] Am G Son of a, son of, son of a bitch D F ‘Cause the daughters are damned, that’s the way that it is Am G Nothing much changes out in the sun D F F When the wine that you drink is the wine you become [Verse 3] C F Am G Or you say maybe this time I can dig out of this C F Am G So the family relents and you get yourself pissed C F Am G And suddenly everyone has got some advice C F Am G You sell their suggestions without thinking twice C F Am G The friends that I’ve had and the friends that I’ve made C F Am G The friends that I’ve lost through my hapless mistakes C F Am G And isn’t it all just a slap in the face C F Am G F That no single person could take up the place of her Fm C F Am And I wish that I...was born in the spring G C F Am G Born in the spring C F Am G ‘Cause everyone’s gone, we all die don’t you know C F Am G Are you so disappointed it all was a show C F Am G And the first love you had was the only thing real C F Am G F And what brought it together in the end was the kill and I Fm C F Am G Still I wish that I...was born in the spring