Chords for A Father And A Son
Tempo:
83.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Bm
A
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D]
When I was your [Bm] age I was just like you
[G] And just look at me [D] now, I'm sure you do
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as [G] bad
And you should have [D] heard him trash his dad
Life's [A] no picnic, that's a given
[G] My mom's [D] mom died when my mom was seven
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy
But he was so [D] destined that nobody knows why
[Em] Now you're mother's family, [F#m] you know them
[D] Each and every one [G] a gem
Each [D] and every one a gem
When I was [A] your age I was a mess
On a bad [D] day I still am I guess
I [A] think I know what you're going through
[D] Everything changes but nothing is new
And I know that I'm miserable
Can't you see?
I just want you to be just like me
Boys grow up to be [Bm] grown men
And then men change back into boys again
[Em] You're starting up and I'm [F#m] winding down
[G] Ain't it big enough [D] for us both in this [G] town?
Say it's [D] big enough for us both in this town
[Bm] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
When I was your age I thought I hated my [G] dad
And that the feeling was [D] a mutual one that we had
We fought each other [Bm] day and night
I was always wrong and he [D] was always right
But he had the [A] power, he needed to [G] win
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin
I'm not sure [A] about that Oedipal stuff
But when we were together it [D] was always rough
[Em] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack
The bigger [D] the front, the bigger the back
[G] The bigger the [D] front, the bigger the back
Now you and me [Bm] are me and you
[G] And it's a different ball [D] game, though not brand new
I don't know what [Bm] all this fighting is [G] for
We're having us a [D] teenage middle-age war
I don't want to [A] die and you want to [G] live
Takes a little bit [D] of take, a whole lot of give
Never really ends, though we trace [G] this run
This [D] thing between a father and a son
[Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove
[G] Maybe it's hate, [D] probably it's love
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love
When I was your [Bm] age I was just like you
[G] And just look at me [D] now, I'm sure you do
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as [G] bad
And you should have [D] heard him trash his dad
Life's [A] no picnic, that's a given
[G] My mom's [D] mom died when my mom was seven
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy
But he was so [D] destined that nobody knows why
[Em] Now you're mother's family, [F#m] you know them
[D] Each and every one [G] a gem
Each [D] and every one a gem
When I was [A] your age I was a mess
On a bad [D] day I still am I guess
I [A] think I know what you're going through
[D] Everything changes but nothing is new
And I know that I'm miserable
Can't you see?
I just want you to be just like me
Boys grow up to be [Bm] grown men
And then men change back into boys again
[Em] You're starting up and I'm [F#m] winding down
[G] Ain't it big enough [D] for us both in this [G] town?
Say it's [D] big enough for us both in this town
[Bm] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
When I was your age I thought I hated my [G] dad
And that the feeling was [D] a mutual one that we had
We fought each other [Bm] day and night
I was always wrong and he [D] was always right
But he had the [A] power, he needed to [G] win
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin
I'm not sure [A] about that Oedipal stuff
But when we were together it [D] was always rough
[Em] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack
The bigger [D] the front, the bigger the back
[G] The bigger the [D] front, the bigger the back
Now you and me [Bm] are me and you
[G] And it's a different ball [D] game, though not brand new
I don't know what [Bm] all this fighting is [G] for
We're having us a [D] teenage middle-age war
I don't want to [A] die and you want to [G] live
Takes a little bit [D] of take, a whole lot of give
Never really ends, though we trace [G] this run
This [D] thing between a father and a son
[Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove
[G] Maybe it's hate, [D] probably it's love
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love
Key:
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Bm
A
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Bm
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ When I was your [Bm] age I was just like you
[G] And just look at me [D] now, I'm sure you do
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as [G] bad
And you should have [D] heard him trash his dad
Life's [A] no picnic, that's a given
[G] My mom's [D] mom died when my mom was seven
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy
But he was so [D] destined that nobody knows why _
_ _ _ [Em] Now you're mother's family, [F#m] you know them _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] Each and every one [G] a gem
Each [D] and every one a gem
When I was [A] your age I was a mess
On a bad [D] day I still am I guess
I [A] think I know what you're going through
[D] Everything changes but nothing is new
And I know that I'm miserable
Can't you see?
I just want you to be just like me
Boys grow up to be [Bm] grown men
And then men change back into boys again
_ _ _ _ [Em] You're starting up and I'm [F#m] winding down
_ _ _ [G] Ain't it big enough [D] for us both in this [G] town?
Say it's [D] big enough for us both in this town
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ When I was your age I thought I hated my [G] dad
And that the feeling was [D] a mutual one that we had
We fought each other [Bm] day and night
I was always wrong and he [D] was always right
But he had the [A] power, he needed to [G] win
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin
I'm not sure [A] about that Oedipal stuff
But when we were together it [D] was always rough _
_ _ _ [Em] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack
_ _ _ The bigger [D] the front, the bigger the back
[G] The bigger the [D] front, the bigger the back
Now you and me [Bm] are me and you
[G] And it's a different ball [D] game, though not brand new
I don't know what [Bm] all this fighting is [G] for
We're having us a [D] teenage middle-age war
I don't want to [A] die and you want to [G] live
Takes a little bit [D] of take, a whole lot of give
Never really ends, though we trace [G] this run
This [D] thing between a father and a son
_ _ _ _ [Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove
_ _ _ _ [G] Maybe it's hate, [D] probably it's love
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ When I was your [Bm] age I was just like you
[G] And just look at me [D] now, I'm sure you do
But your [Bm] grandfather was just as [G] bad
And you should have [D] heard him trash his dad
Life's [A] no picnic, that's a given
[G] My mom's [D] mom died when my mom was seven
My mom's father was a tragic [G] guy
But he was so [D] destined that nobody knows why _
_ _ _ [Em] Now you're mother's family, [F#m] you know them _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] Each and every one [G] a gem
Each [D] and every one a gem
When I was [A] your age I was a mess
On a bad [D] day I still am I guess
I [A] think I know what you're going through
[D] Everything changes but nothing is new
And I know that I'm miserable
Can't you see?
I just want you to be just like me
Boys grow up to be [Bm] grown men
And then men change back into boys again
_ _ _ _ [Em] You're starting up and I'm [F#m] winding down
_ _ _ [G] Ain't it big enough [D] for us both in this [G] town?
Say it's [D] big enough for us both in this town
_ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ When I was your age I thought I hated my [G] dad
And that the feeling was [D] a mutual one that we had
We fought each other [Bm] day and night
I was always wrong and he [D] was always right
But he had the [A] power, he needed to [G] win
His life [D] half over, mine about to begin
I'm not sure [A] about that Oedipal stuff
But when we were together it [D] was always rough _
_ _ _ [Em] Hate is a strong [F#m] word, I want to backtrack
_ _ _ The bigger [D] the front, the bigger the back
[G] The bigger the [D] front, the bigger the back
Now you and me [Bm] are me and you
[G] And it's a different ball [D] game, though not brand new
I don't know what [Bm] all this fighting is [G] for
We're having us a [D] teenage middle-age war
I don't want to [A] die and you want to [G] live
Takes a little bit [D] of take, a whole lot of give
Never really ends, though we trace [G] this run
This [D] thing between a father and a son
_ _ _ _ [Em] Maybe it's [F#m] power, push and shove
_ _ _ _ [G] Maybe it's hate, [D] probably it's love
Maybe it's hate, probably it's love
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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