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{t: I Never Thought I'd Live To Be A Hundred} {st: Moody Blues} DK . ."To Our Children's Children's Children". .November 1969. .(Hayward) INTRO [C] [F] [C] [C] [F] [C] [F] [C] [C] # VERSE 1 I [D]never thought I'd [C]live to be a [G]hundred... I [D]never thought I'd [C]get to do The [G]things that all those [C]other sons [D]do,[C][G] [F]And [C]they [C]do....... # VERSE 2 I [D]never thought I'd [C]ever have my [G]freedom... An [D]age ago my [C]maker was [G]refusing me The [F]pleasure of the [C]view. [F] [C] [F] [C] [C] END