Tom: G
D C G D
D C
Hours of joy when I was just a boy
G
And never wrong I knew
D C
Kites of red would fly above my head
G
The birds would sing their song
Bm
Now something's wrong
G Bm
Where the Sherwood used to be
G Am A D
Neon brambles now I can see
D C
Fields of corn on early summer mornings
G
Or late afternoons
D C
Anytime there was a place to find
G
Where life seemed not so soon
Bm
Now all too soon
G Bm
Is this where I used to be?
G Am A D D7
Still remembering what is me?
G Bm
And I won't even try
G Bm
To find a reason why
Am A C
I must live here just to die
D C G D C G
Bm
Now something's wrong
G Bm
Where the Sherwood used to be
G Am A D
Neon brambles now I can see
