Wasted Time Keith Urban
[Intro]
[G] [C]
[Verse]
T[G]he rain is coming dow[C]n tonight
I'm s[G]miling looking at this photograph
I h[C]ear that song and I'm flying right back
To w[G]hen we had it made
Every F[C]riday night when the sun went down
We'd be ru[G]nning them streets like we owned the t[D]own
[Pre-Cborus]
And I [G]just can't let it go, no, I ju[C]st can't let it go
I wo[G]nder if you ever think a[C]bout it like I d[D]o
Se[G]ven kids on my two lane road
Had[C] the guns on the radio
A[Em]fter all this time it still feels, fe[D]els so good
[Cborus 1]
When I think abo[G]ut those summer nig[C]hts
Singing out the w[G]indow, on the back [Em]roads, Sweet C[D]hild of Mine
Sipping on the lo[G]cal's spark of li[C]ght
Ain't it f[C]unny how the best days of my [D]life
Was all that wasted [G]ti[C]me, all that wasted t[G]im[C]e
[Verse 2]
Out of n[G]owhere, it slipped aw[C]ay
And the [G]rope by the river hangs silently\
And the t[C]own that I knew ain't nothing like it used to [G]be
[G]Ah, I can't exp[C]lain
T[C]hey took all the color from the picture frame
[G]And the days got sold to the [?] and the ga[D]me
[Pre-Cborus]
And I [G]just can't let it go, no, I ju[C]st can't let it go
I wo[G]nder if you ever think a[C]bout it like I d[D]o
Se[G]ven kids on my two lane road
Had[C] the guns on the radio
A[Em]fter all this time it still feels, fe[D]els so good
[Cborus 2]
When I think about th[G]ose summer nights[C]
Singing out the w[G]indow, on the back [Em]roads, Sweet C[D]hild of Mine
Sipping on the lo[G]cal's spark of li[C]ght
Ain't it f[C]unny how the best days of my [D]life
Was all that wasted [G]ti[C]me, all that wasted t[G]im[C]e
[Bridge]
Hey, hey, now
Su[G]mmer dresses rained on the hood of the car
Only m[C]usic that we had was out the le[G]ft speaker
We were l[G]iving every second 'til the t[C]ime ran out
We had not[G]hing but we had it a[C]ll
[Cborus 3]
When I think ab[G]out those summer ni[C]ghts
Singing out the w[G]indow, on the back [Em]roads, Sweet C[D]hild of Mine
Sipping on the lo[G]cal's spark of li[C]ght
Ain't it f[C]unny how the best days of my [D]life
Was all that wasted [G]ti[C]me, all that wasted t[G]im[C]e
[Outro]
H[G]ey, you know oh
All that wasted t[G]im[C]e
Don't you f[C]eel it coming on back now
T[G]im[C]e, [G]ti[C]me, t[G]im[C]e
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