| C | F | G7 | |
| When the world and | I were young just yesterday. |
| C | F | G | G7 | |
| Life was such a | simple game a | child could play. |
| C | G | |
| It was | easy then to tell | right from wrong |
| Am | Em | |
| Easy then to tell | weak from strong, |
| F | C | Am | |
| When a man should | stand and fight |
| Dm | Em | F6 | G | |
| Or just | go a | long. |
| F | G | C | Am | |
| But to | day there i | s no | day or nig | ht |
| Dm | G7 | C | |
| To | day there | is no | dark or light |
| F | G | Am | G | F | |
| To | day there | is no | black | or | white |
| C | F | G7 | |
| Only | shades of gray. |
| C | F | G7 | |
| I remember | when the answers seemed so clear, |
| C | F | G | G7 | |
| We had never | lived with doubt or | tasted fear |
| C | G | |
| It was | easy then to tell | truth from lies |
| Am | Em | |
| Selling out | from compromise |
| F | C | Am | |
| Who to love and | who to hat | e |
| Dm | Em | F6 | G | |
| The | foolish | from the | wise. |
| F | G | C | Am | |
| But to | day there i | s no | day or nig | ht |
| Dm | G7 | C | |
| To | day there | is no | dark or light |
| F | G | Am | G | F | |
| To | day there | is no | black | or | white |
| C | F | G7 | |
| Only | shades of gray. |
| Instrumental bridge needed, here it is: |
| C -F-G-G7 C-F-G- |
| C | G | |
| It was | easy then to know | what was fair |
| Am | Em | |
| When to keep and | when to share |
| F | C | Am | |
| How much to pro | tect your hear | t |
| Dm | Em | F6 | G | |
| And how | much to | care. |
| F | G | C | Am | |
| But to | day there i | s no | day or nig | ht |
| Dm | G7 | C | |
| To | day there | is no | dark or light |
| F | G | Am | G | F | |
| To | day there | is no | black | or | white |
| C | F | G7 | |
| Only | shades of gray. |
| One of the most beautiful tunes from The Monkees ever... |
| H. de Béky |