| D | A | |
| It's oh so late, are you | asleep? |
| D | G | |
| There's not a sound, so it's time for me to | dream. |
| D | A | |
| The window pane, late city | scenes, |
| G | D | |
| so far away from where I was | weaned. |
| D | A | |
| There was a girl so long | ago, |
| D | G | |
| all through the park at night we | go. |
| D | A | |
| All just as late as it is | now, |
| G | G | |
| two discontented, a young one's | vow. |
| D | G | D | G | |
| I'm here for | you, only | to adore | you. |
| D | G | |
| You mean everything to | me. |
| A | G | D | |
| And you're with me | wherever I | go, |
| A | G | D | |
| and I miss you | everywhere I | go. |
| D | |
| Well, goodbye to old friends, |
| A | |
| I watched you go. |
| D | G | |
| >From where I sit | now, I still say | hello. |
| D | A | |
| All the memories gone by, those that I couldn't | call. |
| G | D | |
| An eternal divide, the distance too | long. |
| D | |
| Dead as a mackerel. |
| A | |
| Dead as a door. |
| D | G | |
| Dead as a nail, but never a | bore. |
| D | |
| Always good for a laugh. |
| A | |
| Always good for a shout. |
| G | D | |
| Always good for a memory when the lights are | out. |