William Fitzsimmons - Theyll never take the good years

^CDon't let your f^Gaith in my ^Dheart I will ^Conly let you do^Gwn ^{C D C}Don't let your ^Glove grow too ^Ddeep I don't ^Cthink I'll be arou^Gnd ^{C D}

^CThere is a ^Gcurse in my ^Dbones That'll ^Cbreath and fly aga^Gin ^{C D C}Until when ^Gwe both are ^Dghosts I will ^Cmiss you like a frie^Gnd ^{C D}

But they'll never take the ^Cgood years^{G D} There are some that never ^Cpass^{G D} No, they'll never take the ^Cgood years^{G D} God, I wish I would've ^Clearned^{G D}

^CDon't be ^Gafraid to move ^Don You were ^Cmeant to bear a ^Gchild^{C D C}Don't look for ^Gme when you're ^Dgone It'll ^Conly hurt a ^Gwhile^{C D}

They'll never take the ^Cgood years^{G D} There are some that never ^Cburn^{G D} No, they'll never take the ^Cgood years^{G D} God, I ^Cwish I would've ^Glearned ^D