The Sundays – My Finest Hour (Guitar)

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by The Sundays Transcription by Dennis Ko ([email protected]) Chords used
E      x79900
F#     x9 11 11 00
C# 046600 or 046650 D 10 12 12 000 or D2 x02200 A x77650 G# 466000 B x24400 B2 799800 [Intro] E F# E F# [Verse 1]
E                  C#       B  D2
when the world, it shows me up

   E             C#      B  D2
my clothes, they show me up

                    E
I never knew this before

          C#        B
my finest hour that I've ever known

E             C#           B          D2
was finding a pound on the Underground
[Instrumental] E F# E F# [Verse 2]
         E           C#       B D2
when my words came stumbling out

         E        C#       B D2
and then I went tumbling out

                    E
I never believed before

                 C#       B
and the finest hour that I've ever known

E              C#          B          D
was finding a pound on the Underground
[Chorus]
    E      A      C#                  B2
and I keep hoping you are the same as me

    E             A           C#                     B2
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea

   E          A    C#                 B2
we are who we are, what do the others know

    E         A              C#                 B2  D
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go home
[Instrumental] E F# E F# G# A [Verse 3]
           E          C#       B         D
when the words came stumbling out of my mouth

     E      C#       D2
and I went tumbling out [here, no no, no no]
[Chorus]
    E      A      C#                  B2
and I keep hoping you are the same as me

    E             A           C#                     B2
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea

   E          A    C#                 B2
we are who we are, what do the others know

    E         A              C#                 B2  D
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go Oh Im going home
[Chorus]
    E      A      C#                  B2
but I keep hoping you are the only one  

         E             A           C#               B2
yes and I'll send you letters and wouldnt it be such fun

   E          A    C#                   B2
we are who we are, whatever the others say

    E         A              C#                 B2      D
but poetry is not for me, as much as I'd like to stay Oh I just want to go home
[Instrumental] E F# E F# G# A [Outro]
B               A           G#  A
you're, you're, you're too young

                  B             A          G#   A
(should've been), you, you're, you're too young

                     B                    A            G#   A
(it should've been), you too, you're too, you're too young

                     B          A           G#   A
(it should've been), you, you, you're too young

                     B
(you should've been, safer, saner)

                          B
(bribed the judge and then) sat down

       G#     A       B      C#   E
ooh, you're, you're, you're too young