This Could Be My Last Song taby ukulele według Frank Watkinson

Intro (G, Am7, D7, C, G)

G                              Am7                  D7
Looking back on this life it's hard to understand ,how time just seems to 
      C                 G
fly  when  you are an older man 
G                                            Am7
whatever happened to all those dreams I had and all those crazy plans
D7                                    C                                 
I never really got the chance to do, they just slipped right through my 
G
hands 
            Am7   D7           G
Through my hands... through my hands  


G                                     Am7                             D7
Looking back on all I've learned  I still find it hard to tell , if  there 
                          C                G                  
really is a heaven or if there really is a hell .
G                                     Am7                         D7
It's an age old conversation that's been had since dawn began ,  but you 
                                   C                  G
just seem to spend more time on it when you're an older man , 
Am7          D7           G
an older man...  an older man 

  
   C                 D          G         Em         C                       
and this could be the last song, the final swan song, before the curtain 
G
call 
C                D             G          Em         C          G
I hope I played my part well  for I know so well there will be no encores ,


G                                      Am7               D7
I often wonder what it is that we are all craving for, some kind of 
                C                      G
justification now our time is getting short , 
G                        Am7                         D7  
is it intelligence or  arrogance that makes us say there must be more  
         C                  G                 
we can't accept  this could be it, 
    Am7      D7        G
and it leaves us so unsure


G                                        Am7               
They say that wisdom comes with age but that's not always the case
                D7                       C                      G
and you'd be a fool to judge a wise man just by the lines upon his face
    G                                     Am7 
I know I've done some stupid things some things I can't forget 
     D7                                C                     G
and no time left to try to put them right is the one thing I regret  

Am7, D7, G

    
 C                 D          G         Em         C                       
and this could be the last song, the final swan song, before the curtain 
G
call 
C                D             G          Em         C              G
I hope I played my part well  for I know so well there will be no encores