(Tune down 1/2 step)
       C#m (x2)
               C#m          E                                  F#
                  Father's hands were lined with dirt from long days in the field
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                  And mother's hands are serving meals in a cafe on Main Street
               C#m                     B2   F#
                  With mouths to feed - just trying to keep clothing on our backs
               C#m          B2            F#
                  And all I hear about is how it's so bad, it's so bad

                                                    A2
                                       It's too bad, it's too bad
                                              E                           F#m Thing (x4)
                                       Too late, so wrong, so long
                                       It's too bad that we had no time to rewind
                                       Let's walk, let's talk - let's talk
                                                                                              C#m  E  F#

                  You left without saying goodbye, although I'm sure you tried
                  You call and ask from time to time to make sure we're alive
                  But you weren't there right when I'm needing you the most
                  And now I dream about it and how it's so bad, it's so bad

                                       It's too bad, it's too bad
                                       Too late, so wrong, so long
                                       And too bad we had no time to rewind
                                       Let's walk, let's talk

                                       It's so bad, it's too bad
                                       It's too bad, too late, so wrong, so long
                                       Too bad we had no time to rewind
                                       Let's walk, let's talk
                                                        *Solo*   (verse)

                   Father's hands are lined with guilt for tearing us apart
                   Guess it turned out in the end - just look at where we are
                   Made it out, still got clothing on our backs
                   And now I scream about it - how it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad

                                       It's too bad, it's too bad
                                       Too late, so wrong, so long
                                       It's too bad we had no time to rewind
                                       Let's walk, let's talk

                                       It's so bad, it's too bad
                                       It's too bad, it's too late, it's so wrong, it's so long
                                       It's too bad we had no time to rewind
                                       Let's walk, let's talk
                                       No time, last one, let's go...
                                                                                        C#m  E  F#