My Finest Hour
SundaysVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
x79900 x9111100 x46600 x24400
101212000 x066500 x77990 799800
when the world, it shows me up
my clothes, they show me up
I never knew this before
my finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the Underground
(same as first verse)
when my words came stumbling out
and then I went tumbling out
before
and the finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the Underground
and I keep hoping you are the same as me
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
we are who we are, what do the others know
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
home
when the words came stumbling out of my mouth
and I went tumbling out
but I keep hoping you are the same as me
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
we are who we are, what do the others know
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
oh, I'm going home
but I'll keep hoping you are the only one
yes, and I'll send you letters, oh, wouldn't it be such fun
oh, we are who we are, whatever the others say
but poetry is not for me, and much as I'd like to stay
oh, I just want to go home
you're, you're, you're too young
, you, you're, you're too young
, you too, you're too, you're too young
, you, you, you're too young
sat down
ooh, you're, you're, you're too young
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Readable chord sheet for My Finest Hour by Sundays
[E] x79900 [F#] x9111100 [C#] x46600 [B] x24400 [D] 101212000 [A] x066500 [E2] x77990 [B2] 799800 [E] [F#] [E] [F#] [E] [E]when the world, it [C#]shows me [B]up my [E]clothes, they [C#]show me [B]up I [B]never knew this [E]before my finest [C#]hour that [B]I've ever known [E]was finding a [C#]pound on the [B]Underground[D] (same as first verse) when my words came stumbling out and then I went tumbling out [I never believed/I've never been here] before and the finest hour that I've ever known was finding a pound on the Underground and [E]I keep [A]hoping [E2]you are the same as [B2]me and [E]I'll send you [A]letters and [E2]come to your house for [B2]tea we [E]are who we [A]are, [E2]what do the others [B2]know but [E]poetry is [A]not for me, so [E2]show me the way to [B2]go [D]home when the words came stumbling out of my mouth and I went tumbling out [here, no no, no no] but I keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea we are who we are, what do the others know but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go oh, I'm going home but I'll keep hoping you are the only one yes, and I'll send you letters, oh, wouldn't it be such fun oh, we are who we are, whatever the others say but poetry is not for me, and much as I'd like to stay oh, I just want to go home you're, you're, you're too young [should've been], you, you're, you're too young [it should've been], you too, you're too, you're too young [it should've been], you, you, you're too young [you should've been, safer, saner] [bribed the judge and then] sat down ooh, you're, you're, you're too young