13 Months In 6 Minutes taby ukulele według Band Of Horses

C
not yet 21
                    G
with introductions done
                        F      F/E      Am
a first slow dance just ends

I was at my best
we ignored the rest
My band and your friends

               F    C           G
but as better night became best day
we left the party while last records played
what started as dessert back at your house
ended on the couch
              G
hours at your mouth
                Am
sunday's on our hands

                     C
we followed where it led
                  G
I followed you to bed
                  Am
we started secret plans

(back to first riff)

forward 7 months:
I've only seen you once
I never call on time

trying to seem tough
I said one visit's enough
enough to keep you mine

(of course it wasn't) we were done by June
you'd graduate and leave for london soon
your layover at newark's near my house

we met for dinner there
just one hour to spare
your 20's all mapped out

                 F
I'm in my driest drought
                         G
feeling old and shot and how
                   F
and this is what I thought:
                   G
I seem to still be caught
                  F
I'm a footnote at best
                 G
I envy who comes next
                        Am
wish we could just make out

'The hour's almost up'
you said into your cup
and it makes no difference now
as I help lift your bags out
that I'm lost and out of rope
while on my wrist you wrote
your newest number down

                    C
I kind of said your name
                         G
but you'd turned to your plane
                   Am
so I backed my car out
                  C
I knew we'd never write
                         G
(somehow that seemed all right)
                                        C
but this counts as calling, three years out