Loudon Wainwright III - The picture

^CThere are ^C/Bpictures on th^Ame piano ^FPictures of the ^Gfamily ^CMo^C/Bstly my ^Amkids but there's an old ^FPicture of ^Cyou and me ^EmYou were five and I was ^Fsix ^{Fadd9 Em}In 19^G52 ^CThat ^C/Bwas forty ^Amyears ago ^GHow could it be ^Ctrue?

^CWe were sitting ^C/Boutside ^Amdrawing ^FAt a table meant for ^Gcards ^CAnd it must have ^C/Bbeen in ^Amautumn ^FFalling leaves in the front ^Gyard ^EmWith a shoe box full of ^Fcrayons^{Fadd9 Em}Full of colors oh so ^Gbright ^CIn a picture in a ^C/Bplastic ^Amframe ^GA snapshot black and ^Cwhite

^CYou were looking ^C/Bat my ^Ampaper ^FWatching what I ^Gdrew ^CIt was^C/B natural: I was ^Amolder ^FThirteen months more than ^Cyou ^EmA brother and a ^Fsister^{Fadd9 Em}A little boy and ^Ggirl ^CAnd whoever ^C/Btook that ^Ampicture ^GCaptured our own ^Cworld

^CA brother ^C/Bneeds a ^Amsister ^FTo watch what he can ^Gdo ^CTo protect ^C/Band to ^Amtorture ^FTo boss around it's t^Crue ^EmBut a brother will ^Fdefend her^{Fadd9 Em}For a sister's love is ^Gpure ^CBecause she ^C/Bthinks he's ^Amwonderful ^GWhen he is not so ^Csure

^CIn the picture ^C/Bthere's a ^Amfender ^FOf our old ^GChevrolet ^COr Pon^C/Btiac, our ^Amdad would know ^FSurely he could ^Gsay ^EmBut dad is dead and ^Fwe grow ol^Fadd9d ^EmIt's true that time flies ^Gby ^CAnd in forty ^C/Byears the ^Amworld has changed As^G well as you and ^CI