The Sundays - My finest hour
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From: dck4@cornell.edu (Dennis C. Ko)
My Finest Hour
by The SUNDAYS
transcription by Dennis Ko (dck4@cornell.edu)
This is a basically wrong, but it's good enough to sing to so I thought I'd
post it anyway. I got the lyrics from somewhere on the net, but I can't
remember where. Any corrections and improvements are appreciated--even
just the real chord names would be nice.
Chords used
E x79900 F# x9111100 C# x46600 B x24400
D 101212000 A x066500 E2 x77990 B2 799800
Intro: E F# E F# E
Ewhen the world, it C#shows me Bup
my Eclothes, they C#show me Bup
I Bnever knew this Ebefore
my finest C#hour that BI've ever known
Ewas finding a C#pound on the BUndergroundD
(same as first verse)
when my words came stumbling out
and then I went tumbling out
[I never believed/I've never been here] before
and the finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the Underground
and EI keep Ahoping E2you are the same as B2me
and EI'll send you Aletters and E2come to your house for B2tea
we Eare who we Aare, E2what do the others B2know
but Epoetry is Anot for me, so E2show me the way to B2go
Dhome
when the words came stumbling out of my mouth
and I went tumbling out [here, no no, no no]
but I keep hoping you are the same as me
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
we are who we are, what do the others know
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
oh, I'm going home
but I'll keep hoping you are the only one
yes, and I'll send you letters, oh, wouldn't it be such fun
oh, we are who we are, whatever the others say
but poetry is not for me, and much as I'd like to stay
oh, I just want to go home
you're, you're, you're too young
[should've been], you, you're, you're too young
[it should've been], you too, you're too, you're too young
[it should've been], you, you, you're too young
[you should've been, safer, saner]
[bribed the judge and then] sat down
ooh, you're, you're, you're too young