I Finally Love This Town

Oh f[A2]irst things first: how have you [A2]bee[C#]n?
It's been[A2] wa[G]y too long since I've s[D]een  [D2]
...

Don't burn the w[A2]hole place down
'Cause I finally [A2]lov[C#]e this town
It's everything the [A2]chi[G]ld in me
needs to reconc[D]ile to see[D2]
...

The second guitar plays a typical Peter Buck pattern
   [A2]                    [A2] [C#]
E------0----0----0----0------0----0----0---0--|
B-------0----0----0-----------0----0----0-----|
G--------2----2----2-----------2----2----2----|
D----2---------------------2------------------|
A--0---------------------4--------------------|
E---------------------------------------------|
   [A2] [G]                  [D]             [D2]
E------0----0----0----0------2----2----0---0--|
B-------0----0----0-----------3----3----3-----|
G--------2----2----2-------2---2----2----2----|
D----2-------------------0--------------------|
A---------------------------------------------|
E--3------------------------------------------|

Lyrics:
Oh first things first, how have you been?
It's been way too long since I've seen
your perfect face is lost in time
I see your hand is shaking but so is mine
Because we've barely spoken these last years
But now every memory's woken between my ears
All the life lived separate but not so different
All these streets may be the same but not the rent

Don't burn the whole place down
'Cause I finally love this town
It's everything the child in me
needs to reconcile to see
The man who put himself so far
Away from every childhood scar
that lit the road ahead so bright
I thank God they're back here tonight

Oh first things first: is it hard
to see my face again in this bar?
Oh do you remember what happened here
all those years ago do you, dear?
Oh I first kissed you and you kissed back
It was the purest moment This is a fact
'Cause we have been too far now to bend the truth
I wanna make new memories under this roof

Barefoot on the wine soaked ground
The same songs, the same old sounds
Each one a perfect fit
this hit heralds a perfect hit

Shaken to the pounding drums
I won't wait till the kingdom comes
'Cause I finally understand
As your hand defines my hand

Oh don't burn the whole place down
'Cause I finally love this town
It's everything the child in me
needs to reconcile to see
The man who put himself so far
away from every well earned scar
that lit the road ahead so bright
I thank God they're back here tonight