Glory Days Bruce Springsteen

Glory Days

Bruce Springsteen

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3875
0:00 4:04
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: A
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
A                            D
I had a friend was a big baseball player
A                   D
 Back in high school
A                         D
 He could throw that speedball by you
A                         D
 Make you look like a fool boy
E
 Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
                 D
I was walking in, he was walking out
             E
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
        D                    E
But all he kept talking about was

[Chorus]
           A            D
Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
A                 D
 in the wink of a young girl's eye
           A          E
Glory days, glory days

[Verse 2]
A
D             A                    D
 Well there's a girl that lives up the block
              A                                  D
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
         A                     D
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
                     A                          D
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
           E
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
             D
I guess it's two years gone by now
             E
We just sit around talking 'bout the old times
                             D
She says when she feels like crying
                         E
She starts laughing thinking bout

[Chorus]
           A            D
Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
A                 D
 in the wink of a young girl's eye
           A          E
Glory days, glory days
A D E D
E

[Verse 3]
A                             D
 In fact I'm going down to the well tonight
             A                        D
And I'm gonna drink till I get my fill
          A                                 D
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about
it
A                   D
 But I probably will
Yeah,
    E
just sitting back trying to recapture
         D
A little of the glory yeah
             E
Well the time slips away and leaves you with nothing,
mister, but
D                 E
 Boring stories of

[Chorus]
           A            D
Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
A                 D
 in the wink of a young girl's eye
           A          E
Glory days, glory days
           A            D
Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
A                 D
 in the wink of a young girl's eye
           A          E
Glory days, glory days

[Outro 1]
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[Outro 2]
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Mesures

[Intro]
| A | D | A | D |
| A | D | A | D |

[Verse 1]
| A | D | A | D |
| A | D | A | D |
| E | - | D | - |
| E | - | D | E |

I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was

[Chorus]
| A | D | A | D |
| A | E |

Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

[Verse 2]
        | A | D |
| A | D | A | D |
| A | D | A | D |
| E | - | D | - |
| E | - | D | E |

Well there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking 'bout the old times
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking bout

[Chorus]
| A | D | A | D |
| A | E | A | D |
| E | - | D | E |

Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

[Verse 3]
| A | D | A | D |
| A | D | A | D |
| E | - | D | - |
| E | - | D | E |

In fact I'm going down to the well tonight
And I'm gonna drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about
it
But I probably will
Yeah,
just sitting back trying to recapture
A little of the glory yeah
Well the time slips away and leaves you with nothing,
mister, but
Boring stories of

[Chorus]
| A | D | A | D |
| A | E | A | D |
| A | D | A | E |

Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Glory days, well they'll pass you by
Glory days,
in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

[Outro 1]
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[Outro 2]
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