Harry Harris
Am, C, D, F, G
23 straight out of college, got an empty wallet and shirt on my back
Tryin' to be a grown-up, hold up, said I'm leavin' home, that I'm never goin' back
It's a chasing future, daddy's gonna be proud here and now
Tryin' to send you postcards, didn't think you'd read 'em, but I sent 'em somehow
And this time it goes well
Now I'm sat in your chair and raising the glass to your picture frame
Wish I could turn back the time for the simple days
Wish I could turn back the time for those simple ways
Wish I could get back time and sat on the porch while the guitar played
So take me back, take me back