I saw Star Wars at least eight times, had the (C#m)Pac man pat tern (B)mem o rized
and (A)I’ve seen the stuff they put in side
(E)Stretch Arm strong.
Well, I was Rog er Stau bach in (B)my back yard, had a (C#m)shoe box full of base ball cards and a (A)cou ple of E vel K niev al scars
on my right (E)arm.
Well, I was a (B)kid when El vis (F#m7)died
and my (A)ma ma cried.
It was nine teen (B)sev en ty some thin’, in the world that I grew up in;
Fa rah Faw cett hair do days,
bell (G#m)bot toms and eight track tapes.
And look in’ back now, (B)I can see me.
Oh, man, did I look chees ey.
And I would n’t trade those days
for noth in’.
Oh, it was nine teen sev en ty (E)some thin’.
It was the dawn ing of a new de cade.
(C#m)We got our first (B)mi cro wave,
(A)Dad broke down and fin ’lly shaved them old side burns (E)off.
I took the stick ers off of my (B)Ru bik’s Cube, watched (C#m)M.
T.
V.
all (B)af ter noon and (A)my first love was Dais y Duke in them cut (E)off jeans.
A space shut tle fell out of the sky
and the whole world cried.
It was nine teen (B)eight y some thin’,
in the world that I grew up in;
skat in’ rinks and black Trans Am's,
big (G#m)hair and par a chute (B)pants.
And look in’ back now, (B)I can see me.
And oh, man, did I look chees ey.
I would n’t (C#m)trade those days
for noth in’.
Oh, it was nine teen eight y (E)some thin’.
Now I got a mort gage and an (E)S.
U.
V., but all this re (F#m)spon si bil i ty
makes me wish
some times
(E)some thin’,
nine teen sev en ty some thin’.
This page shows “19 Somethin'” by Mark Wills in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of E at 120 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.