Max Stalling - Look in my past

^EA little blond haired ^Esusboy comes to m^E2ind ^{Esus E}Though he's someone that I h^Esusaven't seen in a l^E2ong, long t^Esusime ^EHe comes in late from his ^Esusfishing hole ^E2He missed his supper and ^Esusnow it's cold ^EMama shakes a spoon as ^Esus he walks by But he^E2 sees a wink ^Esus in her eye ^E

^EI do not ask you why you^A look in your m^Eirror E A (finger-picking #2) So why do you ask me why I look in my p^East

^EThe moon is sneaking up over ^Esus my memory's trees ^E2Bull bats are skating th^Esusrough that evening breeze ^EAn old cow in lowing for her ^Esusbaby somewhere ^E2The windmill creaks as it c^Esushops the air ^EThe dogs get kinda restless and ^Esustrot off in the night ^E2And two rabbits brave the ^Esusyard when they're out of sight ^EThe breeze speaks through the s^Esuscreen and says close your eyes ^{E2 E2}You're up too ^Esuslate for a boy your s^Eize

^EI do not ask you why you^A look in your m^Eirror E A (finger-picking #2) So why do you ask me why I look in my p^East

^EYou say that ^Esus I dream my^E2 life a^Esusway ^EAnd you're partly right and you're^A partly wrong E A (finger-picking #2) But what you can't see is where I've gone

In my p^East E Esus E2 Esus

^EYou say that ^Esus I dream ^E2my life a^Esusway ^EAnd you're partly right and you're^A partly wrong E A (finger-picking #2) But what you can't see is where I've gone and what i own In my p^East

A little blond haired boy comes to m^Eind