Format - Give it up

^BbWell I made my way back down to the v^Falley right on past eighty-^Bbthird Street. That's where we once b^Felonged, but I'm gone I swear I'm long gone.

^GSo give it ^Ebup, throw your ^Bbhats in the ^Fair and ^Gchange just as they ^Bbland You're saying, "^BbWe'll get out of here." But something ^Ebtells me that F G, Eb, F, Bb You're too scared to go.

^BbSo the stairs that you could climb ^Fare the ones you've left behind and Your ^Bbeyes light up when we talk about the ^Fpast. God I ^Bbmiss the songs we Used to sing talking ^Flike getting away would be the greatest thing. Well ^Bbme, I got out and you just kept singing to me ^Flike it's really

^GSo give it ^Ebup, throw your ^Bbhats in the ^Fair and ^Gchange just as they ^Bbland You're saying, "^BbWe'll get out of here." But something ^Ebtells me that You're too ^Fscared; something tells me that you're too ^Fscared to go. G, Eb, F, Bb

^Bb Like a ghost, you've been hau^Fnting all these dusty old roads And ^Bbold homes, the ones we swore we'd ^Fnever go. We'll never go So ^BbJoe, oh I've seen him around and there's ^FAdam he's afraid to go out I dont ^Bbblame him. I just wanted to go out to ^Feat Then there's ^BbMark, goddamn, I wish him the best we were ^Fkids back then As if we could progress and ^BbSometimes I, I just can't sleep thinking ^Fof

^GSo give it ^Ebup, throw your ^Bbhats in the ^Fair And ^Gchange just as they ^Ebland your saying &^Bbquot;we'll ^Fget out of here" G Eb Bb F G, Eb, F, Bb But something tells me that you're to scared to go