Capo 5th fret

C

  Let’s make a racket for the old and young

  For the desperate souls and the lucky ones

  If we get lonely, if we get lost

  Let’s rattle on until the wheels come off

  Fumbling, tumbling, singing our songs

  Making them up as we’re going along

  Passing the guitar, passing the wine

Travelling time...

We gotta choose the weapon for the town we take

Singin' “Celebrated Summer” for the Quarry Lake

Magic’s only magic until you know the tricks

But if this ain’t real, I don’t know what is

Shaking it, faking, never learning our lines

Making ‘em up for the nickels and dimes

Passing the guitar, passing the wine

  The skies will turn from pink to blue, the years will turn to sand

  The needles drop on Husker Du, they were my favourite band

  I’m travelling through space and time to keep my love alive

  It’s 1995! I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine!

Every young band wants to build The Wall

But a real rock record’s like a wrecking ball

If anybody asks me why I came back here

I’ll say, “I’m picking up the pieces of a broken year”

Wondering, wandering, training my thoughts

Following, swallowing, connecting the dots

Passing the guitar, passing the wine

lots

The skies will turn from pink to blue, the years will turn to sand

The needles drop on Husker Du, they were my favorite band

I’m traveling through space and time to keep my love alive

It’s 1995! I am yours and you are mine,mine, mine!

You're mine, mine, mine...

Open G chords: (12 string enters at "the skies...")