Rod Stewart - When we were the new boys

With laughing ^Ceyes, I do recall every^F face, that climb thi^Cs hall and in this room, our hats were hung and words were ^Fwritten, and songs were ^Csung and we^F held, our glasse^Cs high and we ^Fdared to^G reach for th^Ame sky and ^Dm7we never would g^Amrow old when we were the ^Dmne ^F- ^Cw boys.

And on these dreams we were like kings. We'd roll and ^Ftumble, fight and^C sing and in these smokey pods, the yarns were spun and many a ^Fsweetheart was lost and^C won and on thes^Fe green fields, we'd pray for ^Ccrown no quarter^F given, n^Go co^Ammpromise. We were ^Dm7lovers, and we were^Am sons when we were th^Dme n^Fe ^C- w boys. When we were the ^Dmne ^F- ^Cw boys.

And he said it all, on cheap guitars we'd played our ^Fblues, till the early^C hours. No one listening, but a few old friends we never ^Fdreamed, it could ever^C end. This was our ^Fmoment, this was our^C space this was ^Fa jewel of^G a time t^Amo embrace.. But they're ^Dm7all sweet memories^Am now when we were th^Dme n^Fe ^C- w boys. When we were the ^Dmne ^F- ^Cw boys.

^GAll my^Am life I've bee^Fn running down the side of th^Cis hill. But ^Gway down deep in my^Am heart, don't want th^Dm7e water ^Cto ever^F be still.

All these ^Cfriends, have long since gone blown and^F scattered, like autum^Cn leaves. Some are lawyers, and some are thieves some are ^Fnow behind the^C sun. But I'll ^Fnever, never be ^Cafraid from th^Fe crad^Gle to ^Amthe grave. I learned my ^Dm7lesson, and I learned it^Am well when we were th^Dme n^Fe ^C- w boys. When we were the ^Dmne ^F- ^Cw boys. When we were ^Cthe new...

And we ^Fheld our glasses^C high and w^Fe dared ^Gto reach for ^Amthe sky. And we ^Dmnever, never would grow^Am old when we were th^Dme n^Fe ^C- w boys. When we were the ^Dmne ^F- ^Cw boys. When we were t^Dmhe ^Fne^C - w boys. When we were the ^Dne^F -^C w boys.