The Story So Far - Four years

^BmAll my friends ^Ahave ^Ggone away Sailing vessels leaving the ^F#mbay For the ^Bmbest four years ^Aand the ^Gpromise of pay But they ^Ddon’t even know what they’re ^Achasing ^GGreater men have ^Bmtried and ^Afailed

And ^Gall this time I ^Dthought that ^BmI’d stay ^AAs a ghost who would ^Bmhaunt this moun^D/F#tain And ^Gall this time I ^Dthought that I’d s^Bmtay A^Alive in the ground digging ^Bmout my ^Acoffin^D

^GTime was short on courts and pavement We knew we had to leave But did I ^Dmake the most of every day And did I give to not receive? Are there ^Gany better words to express the full extent of my grief?^G It hits ^D/F#home ^A It hits ^Dhome when you’re not ^Bmhome ^Awhere you’re not ^Ghome There’s no s^D/F#pace to grow and ^Aall this time not ^Dmuch to ^Bmshow^A

And ^Gall this time I ^Dthought that ^BmI’d stay ^AAs a ghost who would ^Bmhaunt this moun^D/F#tain ^GMaybe I should ^Dhold my ^Bmtongue And do my ^Abest to live with the s^Bmtress that’s ^Amounting^G I never thought I ^Dnever thought^Bm a ^Abond was something we ^Bmlacked^{D/F# G} I gotta find a^Dnother way^Bm to ^Akeep myself in^Bmtact^{A G(hold)}

I ^Gunderstand we all went a^D/F#way so we could ^Ahave the s^Gtories to share when we’re ^D/F#back ^{D G} Try to pass the ^D/F#same old ^Ashit to get a a^Ghead and start your paper s^D/F#tack ^{D G} I never thought I ^D/F#never^A thought a ^Gbond was something we ^D/F#lacked^{D G} I guess some of us just ^D/F#needed a ^Achange to ^Gheal the bones we ^D/F#cracked^D

It takes ^Gfour years^{D/F# A} a^Dway from your ^Bmfriends To ^Amake you ^Gall for^D/F#get how ^Amuch ^Dtime you s^Bmpent^{A G(hold)}