Postcards From Italy
BeirutVersion1
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Chords in this song
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D-DU-UDU
The times we had
Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
Were not all bad
We put our feet just where they had
Had to go
Never to go
The shattered soul
Following close but nearly twice as slow
Were my good times
There were always golden rocks to throw
At those who
Those who admit defeat too late
Those were our times
Those were our times
And I will love to see that day
That day is mine
When she will marry me
Outside with the willow trees
And playing songs in May
What made me so
And I would love to see that day
The day was mine
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Readable chord sheet for Postcards From Italy by Beirut
[F] [F] [A] [A] The t[F]imes we had Oh, when the w[A]ind would blow with rain and snow Were [F]not all bad We put our f[A]eet just where they had Had to [F]go Never to [A]go The shattered soul Following close but nearly twice as slow Were my good times There were always golden rocks to throw At those who Those who admit defeat too late Those were our times Those were our times And [Bb]I will[F] love to see that day [Dm] That d[C]ay is mine When [Bb]she will ma[F]rry me Out[Dm]side with the w[C]illow trees And playing songs in May What made me so And I would love to see that day The day was mine