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My acoustic version of this superb song make sure to stick the capo
on the second fret and listen for the timings and pauses used
throughout
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PRETTIEST EYES
**** CAPO 2nd FRET ****
* RIFF * Played at *RIFF* markings also as intro
e|--2-----0--2--------0--2-------0--2-----2--0--|
B|--3--3--------3--3--------3--3-------3--------|
G|--2-------------------------------------------|
D|----------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------|
Line one Is the time That you You first stayed over at mine
And we drank our first bottle of wine And we cried
Two We're away And we both We both had nowhere to stay
Well the bus shelters always okay When you're young
Now you're older and I look at your face Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case That you die
Just take a look at these crows feet Just look Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty twentyfifth of Decembers Fiftynine Fourth of July's
Not through the age or the failure children Not through the hate or despise
Take a good look at these crows feet Sitting on the prettiest eyes *RIFF*
Line three I forget But I think I think it was our first ever bet
And the horse we backed was short of a leg Nevermind
Four In a park And the things The things that people do in the dark
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart Then we did
Now you're older and I look at your face Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case You should die
Just take a look at these crows feet Just look Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty twentyfifth of Decembers Fiftynine Fourth of July's
You can't have too many good times children You can't have too many lines
Take a good look at these crows feet Sitting on the prettiest eyes *RIFF*
Well my eyes look like a map Of the town
And my teeth are either yellow Or they're brown
But you'll never hear the crack of a frown when you are here
You'll never hear the crack Of frown Of frown Of frown
(supprime les barrés)