SOMEWHERE IN TIME WE WERE LOVERS
SOMEWHERE IN TIME WE WERE FRIENDS
SOMEWHERE IN TIME WE LET THE WORLD OVERCOME US
SOMEWHERE IN TIME NEVER ENDS
I WAS LIGHTNING OVER WALES AND YOU WERE MOONLIGHT IN VERMONT
WE WERE WIND TO FILL THE SAILS
AND WE WERE HALVES AND WE WERE ONE
SOMEWHERE IN TIME WE WERE A MAN AND A WOMAN

CHORUS:
MAYBE NEXT TIME AROUND WE’LL BE EAGLES
MAYBE DRIFT THROUGH A SWEET BY AND BY
MAYBE NEXT TIME AROUND WE’LL BE EAGLES
AND FOREVER WE’LL MAKE LOVE WITH THE SKY
MAYBE SOMEDAY, SOMEWHERE IN TIME

INSTRUMENTAL: D G Am Em D G Am Em G D Em Cadd9 G D G

SOLO: Cadd9 D G Cadd9 D G Cadd9 D Em Cadd9 G D Em Cadd9 G D G

SOMEWHERE IN TIME I WAS A RIVER
SOMEWHERE IN TIME YOU WERE TOO
SOMEWHERE IN TIME I WAS A TAKER AND A GIVER
SOMEWHERE IN TIME SO WERE YOU

YOU WERE MADE INTO A RAIL AND I WAS DUST ALONG THE TRACKS
YOU WERE RUNNIN DOWN A TRAIL AND I WAS DROWNIN IN A SACK
SOMEWHERE IN TIME WE STOOD STILL

REPEAT CHORUS

MAYBE SOMEDAY, SOMEWHERE IN TIME
MAYBE SOMEDAY, SOMEWHERE IN TIME

CORRECTIONS + KUDOS WELCOME

Intro.: (D) x 4

He (Bm)offered them a good ride on to (F#m)help them save the family farm
For (D)ergo he was damn near good as (F#m)rain
Then (Bm)came the time for them to choose an (F#m)offer they could not refuse
With (D)easy-outs and capital (F#m)gain

No (Em)one has a suspicious feelin, you (F#m)really couldn’t call it stealin’
He (D)did it with a style most would ad-(F#m)mire
But (Bm)he had picked ‘em (G)off like a (A)bird on a (D)wire

(Chorus)
(G)He had open (A)fire on a (D)bird on a (G)wire
A (D)nudge a wink and (A)they’d be gettin’ (Bm)higher
(G)He whipped out his (A)fountain pen, while the (D)tears were gettin’ (G)drier
And (Bm)then he picked ‘em (G)off like a (A)bird on a (D)wire

There (Em)ain’t a kid with a BB gun or an (F#m)alley cat with room to run
Who could (A)bring ‘em down like they was out for (F#m)hire
Yeah, (Bm)he could pick ‘em (G)off like a (A)bird on a (D)wire

Inst.: (Em) (F#m) (D) (F#m) (Bm) (G) (A) (D)

(Bm)He went golfin’ everyday, they (F#m)voted while he was away
Though (D)technically he’s chairman of the (F#m)board
(Bm)They had become avaricious, (F#m)leavin’ him to do the dishes
(D)They introduced him to his new land-(F#m)lord

Who (Em)told him his time came and went their (F#m)office in the orient
Would (D)send him checks for soon he would re-(F#m)tire
Yeah, (Bm)they had picked him (G)off like a (A)bird on a (D)wire

(Chorus)
(G)They had open (A)fire on the (D)bird on a (G)wire
(D)He was sleeping (A)they were getting (Bm)higher
They (G)polished up their (A)Macintosh while his (D)ass was in the (G)mire
And (Bm)then they picked him (G)off like a (A)bird on a (D)wire

There (Em)ain’t a kid with a BB gun or an (F#m)alley cat with room to run
Who could (D)bring ‘em down like they was out for (F#m)hire
Yeah, (Bm)they could pick ‘em (G)off like a (A)bird on a (D)wire

Outro.: (Em) (F#m) (D) (F#m) (Bm) (G) (A) (D)
[(Bm)] [(F#m)] [(D)] [(F#m)] —–[(Bm)] repe[(G)]at 3[(A)] tim[(D)]es to fade

When she left I thought, I wouldn’t even miss her,

Lets get down the road before I tear my mind up-
I’ll hold the bottle, no, you hold the wheel,

Chorus
You hold the bottle I’ll hold that wheel if you won’t even drive,
We’ll be doing okay, at least we’ll stay alive,
Oh I hope that she still needs my lovin’ oh what a deal,
I’ll hold the bottle, no you hold the wheel.

We played the town’s all those pretty girls
And ol’ Willy he knows just how I feel.
Lets get down the road before we fall to pieces
I hold the bottle, no; you hold the wheel

Chorus

Solo

Chorus
end

Intro DCGD

Way up on a mountain, there ain’t nobody countin’, exactly when a cowboy’s gonna
fly,
When you here the thunder, their ain’t no need to wonder, he’s saddled-up and
headed for the sky,

Cuz he’s an Idaho cowboy, no Tennessee plow boy, he’s wild as the Rockies he rides,
A cougar in the canyon, the devil’s own companion, ridin’ with a fire in his eyes?

Mothers on a hillside, he’s coming in a landslide,
Lock the door and look out down below,
I know you think you taught, but you better hide your daughter
I guarantee something’s gonna blow…

Chorus

Interlude

Solo (fiddle/steel guitar)

Some night’s you might see him, him sittin’ on the lead rims
silhouetted there against the moon, Howlin’ like a coyote
hittin’ every high note, tellin’ you he’ll be returnin’ soon?

Chorus x2

Outro

Note:
-Words Mothers in the 2nd verse and lead in the 3rd are possibly incorrect,
I couldn’t discern exactly what Willy was saying, if you know add it in the comments section. Enjoy.
– leave the b string alone when you hit the A chord; sounds better to me

(intro)
[G-Am-C-Em]

She tells me that time fly’s indeed, it’s here and then it’s gone
just like her ‘cept time ain’t need something or someone
Living for tomorrow, but will tomorrow ever come
and I see she wants to borrow some time that I was from
and now I know she’s gonna tell me that I’m her number one and i bet
she’s gonna say i’m still the best forever yet

too much thinkin and too much achin has put a big strain on my pride
i’m tired of drinkin and i’m tired of takin her memory for a ride
I use to think that yesterday we knew how to spend the time
then I found out it was her way of killin hers and wastin mine
and now I know that I should tell her all the tears are gonna get her is wet
but ya know i can’t cause she’s the best forever yet

(solo)



[Bm-Bm-C]

and now I know that she don’t miss me while she’s doin whatever she does
and i know that she wouldn’t call me if she knew where I was
and even if she knew where I was

(build)
G…….D…….Em…….C

and now I know that I still miss her and I’m tryin real hard to forget
and I wish somebody new was the best forever yet
I wish somebody new was the best forever yet