Ron Sexsmith - Galbraith street

^DI woke up on ^EmGalbraith Street ^DWhere the houses stood like ^Gtwins ^EmOh, a^And e^Dven though the d^Aoor's been closed I can ^Gfind a way to g^Aet back i^Dn ^A7 For ^Din daydreams my m^Emind returns Like a g^Dhost upon the h^Gill ^EmAs I^A kno^Dck upon old do^Aors again And f^Gind my friends all ^Alive there s^Dtill ^EmSo m^Aany g^Dood times to s^Empeak of^D in a ^Glife But ^Gmnone compare^Dd to the g^Aood times ^GI had ^Dthere ^A7 The ^Dworld looks so much ^Embrighter when You bel^Dieve in every ^Gword ^EmNow, ^AI'm ^Dholding on to ^Aall those years Like a ^Gtear before it ^Afalls u^Dnheard

^EmSo ^Amany ^Dgoodbyes to ^Emspeak ^Dof in a^G life But ^Gmnone compare^Dd to the g^Aoodbyes ^GI said t^Dhere ^A7 The s^Dun went down on ^EmGalbraith street Saw it ^Dfrom my childhood ^Gbed ^EmAs t^Ahe ^Dred and gold brick ^Ahouses stood Under^Gneath a crimson ^Asky that b^Dled ^{A D}