D A C Look at this Photograph, everytime I do it makes me laugh, G D How did our eyes get so red, and what the hell is on Joey's head? D A C And this is where I grew up, I think the present owner fixed it up, G D I never knew we ever went without,the second floor is high for sneakin' out. D A C And this is where I went to school, most of the time had better things to do, G D Criminal record says I broke in twice, I must have done half a dozen times. D A C I wonder if it's too late, should I go back and try to graduate, G Life's better now than it was back then, if I was them I wouldn't let me C in... G Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I! D A Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread C out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it G Good-bye, Good-bye. D A Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend C that I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it G Good-Bye, Good-Bye. D A C Remember the old arcade? Blew every dollar that we ever made. G D The Cops hated us hangin' out, they say somebody went and burned it down. A C We use to listen to the radio and sing along with every song we'd know. G We said someday we'd find out how it feels to sing to more than just the D steering wheel. D A C Kim's the first girl I kissed. I was so nervous that I nearly missed. G She's had a couple of kids since then. I haven't seen her since god knows C when. G Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I! D A Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread C out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it, G Good-bye, Good-bye. D A Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend C that I was looking for. It's hard to say it, time to say it, G Good-Bye, Good-bye. D A C I miss that time, I miss their faces G D You can't erase, You can't replace it. A C I miss it now. I can't believe it. G D So hard to stay. To hard to leave it. D A C If I could relive those days I know the one thing that would never change... D A Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread C out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it, G Good-bye, Good-bye. D A Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend C that I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it, G Good-Bye, Good-bye. D A C Look at this photograph...every time I do it makes me laugh. G Every time I do it makes me.
