Intro
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Woah Wo---ah
Verse 1
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Every generation blames the one before
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And all of their frustrations come beating on my door
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I know that I'm a prisoner, to all my father held so dear
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I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears
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I just wish I could have told him, in the living years
Chorus
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Say it loud, say it clear
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You can listen as well as you hear
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It's too late when we die
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To admit we don't see eye to eye
Verse 2
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Crumpled bits of paper, filled with imperfect thought
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Stilted conversations, I'm afraid that's all we've got
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You say you just don't see it, he says it's perfect sense
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You just can't get agreement in this present tense
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We all talk a different language talking in defense
[Chorus]
[Intro]
Verse 3
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I wasn't there that morning when my father passed away
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I didn't get to tell him all the things I had to say
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I think I caught his spirit later that same year
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I'm sure I heard his echo in my baby's new born tears
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I just wish I could have told him in the living years
[Chorus]
[Intro]
Ending
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Woah Wo---ah in the living years