19 Somethin' — Piano Lead Sheet

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’.