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17 And 53 ukulele

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intro: Gm F C

Gm         F    C
  You were seventeen the year your father died

Gm           F     C
  And he was fifty-three when you were seventeen

Gm       F      C
  In the museum where you laid your head to sleep

Gm        F                  C
  The artifacts were cold to comfort you


Gm        F                  C
When you heard them fighting you hid in the apple tree

Gm        F                  C
The branches broke their noise

Gm        F                  C
And when your brother studied at the university

Gm        F                  C
You were left alone to realize


Cm
That while you were growing older

Dm
He was busy growing older 

Gm           F                   C
too, bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum

Gm           F                   C
too, bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum


Gm        F                  C
In the summer when your father drove you to the river

Gm        F                  C
And he would sing so loud

Gm        F                  C
Soon to be kept silent when you climbed through barbed-wired fences

Gm        F                  C
To get to the riverside


Cm
And while you were growing older

Dm
He was busy growing older 

Gm           F                   C
too, bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum

Gm           F                   C
too, bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum


Gm        F                  C
And in February you were running late one day

Gm        F                  C
And out the door you ran

Gm        F                  C
Leaving left unsaid the things you’d soon regret not telling

Gm        F                  C
Never knowing this would be your last chance


Cm
And while you were growing older

Dm
He was busy growing older 



Gm            Cm      F  Cm        F
   And was it fair to    blame the gi-  

Gm             Cm      F  Cm       F
rl, And was it fair to    make the child

Gm                   Cm         F      Cm   F
choose, And when you stood next to the moun-ta-

Gm           Cm                   F        Cm      F
in,  Did you swear that you could hear him calling you?

Gm            F                   C
      bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum

Gm            F                   C
      bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum


Gm        F                  C
I am twenty-two and you are fifty-three

Gm        F                  C
And only blood can tell

Gm        F                  C
That we are made up of strings and strands of DNA

Gm        F                  C
Dancing waltzes in our cells


Cm
and while you are growing older

Dm
i am busy growing older 

Gm           F                   C
too, bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum

Gm           F                   C
too, bah dah dum, da dah dah dah dum

            
            
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