Young Drunk Chords & Lyrics by The Smith Street Band
Young Drunk
guitar chords lyrics
YOUNG DRUNK - THE SMITH STREET BAND
G D
one day there will come a time when
Em Bm C
the person you are named after dies
D/G G
and all of a sudden you're the only one
left
G D Em
and out of something as insincere as pride
Bm C
you'll change the way you turned on time
D
to remember the smiles
G D
as we stood out front of the little church
Em Bm C
the traffic just close enough to drown out
whatever we heard the family say
D
as they waved the hearse away
G
and tonight i'm getting young
C
drunk
Em
walking down the streets where i grew up
D
knowing that they're to blame it
C G
all the red brick fences look the same
i'm getting young
C
drunk
Em
walking round the streets where i grew up
D
knowing that they're to blame it
C G
all the red brick fences look the same
G C Em D
whoa oh
G D
and all alone in the suburbs
C
i can make as much noise as i want
D
without disturbing more than the wind
in the trees and
G D
passing cars and security lights
Em Bm
guide my way home through the night
C
i feel safe here
D C
and the neighbours aren't close enough to hate me
G
and tonight i'm getting young
C
drunk
Em
walking down the streets where i grew up
D
knowing that they're to blame it
C G
all the red brick fences look the same
i'm getting young
C
drunk
Em
walking round the streets where i grew up
D
knowing that they're to blame it
C G
all the red brick fences look the same
G C Em D
whoa oh
G
and i've finally found a home
D Em
in a handful of people i was lucky enough to bump into
D G
we act like pessimists but we're in love with it
G
and I�m in love with you
D
and our tiny bed in the upstairs front room
Em
of a rundown terrace house
D
which is obviously perfect as it sounds
G D
even in the summer when the
Em Bm C
cardboard window that you tape on everyday
D
falls out and wakes us up
G
and tonight i'm getting young
C
drunk
Em
walking round the streets where i grew up
D
knowing that they're to blame it
C G
all the red brick fences look the same
i'm getting young
C
drunk
Em
walking round the streets where i grew up
D
knowing that they're to blame it
C G
all the red brick fences look the same
G C Em D
whoa oh
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