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YESTERDAY, WHEN I WAS YOUNG (HIER ENCORE)
ROY CLARK

VERSE 1:
      Gm7             C7
6  -6 7b  -6  -7b -8  7
Yesterday When I  Was Young,
                      Fmaj7 
-7b 7     -7b 7   -7b -6    6# -6   6# -6 7
The taste of life was sweet as rain up-on my 
Bb
-7b
tongue.
                     Em7b5                A7
-6 -7b    -6 -7b  -6 6  6  6    6 6   -7b -5
I  teased at life as if it were a foolish game,
                    Dm
6   -6  6   -6  6   -5     -5  -5   -5 -5  6
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle

-6
flame;
                      Gm7
-5  -5   -5  6     -6 -7b
The thousand dreams I dreamed, 
                      C7
-6  -7b  -6  -7b   -8 7
The slpendid things I planned
                    Fmaj7                   Bb
-7b 7 -7b 7     -7b -6 -6 -6   -6  -6   7   -7b
I  always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand;
                     Em7b5         
-6 -7b  -6 -7    -6  6       6   6  6  6    -7b
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of
A7
-6
day
               Dm    
6   -6 6 -6  6 -5  -5  6   -5    5  -4 -5
And only now I see how the years ran away


CHORUS:
      Gm7            C7
-7b 7 -8  7#  -8 -9  8
Yesterday When I Was Young,
                 Fmaj7                    Bbmaj7
-8 8 -8 8    -8  7     -7b  7   -7b 7  8  -8
So many drinking songs were waiting to be sung,
                Gm                          A7/9
7# -8 7 -8 7    -7b  -7b  -7b -7b -7b   -8  7#
So many wayward pleasures lay in  store for me
                    Dm 
-7b 7  -7b  7   -7b -6  -6  -6   -6 -7b  -6 -6
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see,
                   Gm7                        C7
-6 -6 -6 -7b  7    -8   7#  -8    7  -8   -9  8
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out,
                    Fmaj7                  Bbmaj7
-8 8  -8 8       -8 7     -7b  7    -7b 7   8 -8
I  never stopped to think what life was all about
               Gm                     A7b9
7#  -8  7 -8 7 -7b -7b -7b -7b -7b -8 7#
And every conversation  I  can now recall
                      Dm
-7b 7    -7b 7   -7b  -6  -6  -6  -6  -6   -6 -6
concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all.

VERSE 2:
Yesterday the moon was blue,
and every crazy day brought something new to do,
I used my magic age as if it were a wand,
and never saw the watse and emptiness beyond;
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
and every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died;
The friends I made all seemed to somehow drift
away
And only I am left on stage to end the play.

OUTRO:
Dm                Gm                        A7
-4    -4  -4 5 -5 6     6  6  6    6    -7b -6
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung,
                   Dm                     G
-6 -6   -7b -6  6  -5    -5 -5   -5 -5 -6 6
I  feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue,
                      Gm            Dm
-5# 6    -5# 6    -5  5  5  5   6   -5 -5 -5
The time has come for me to pay for Yesterday
     A7 Gm  Dm  
-5   5  -4  -4
When I  Was Young.