(F5)“Jack and Di ane” paint ed a pic ture of my (Bbsus2)life on and my Me dreams.

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at Sud den ly this cra zy world just made more im sense the to me.

Well, I heard it to day and I could n’t help but sing a long,

’cause ev ’ry time I hear that song,

and I go back to a two tone, an old bed Chev y, the taste ing my first love a Car to na the lev ee, af ter (F)liv ing life with no sense of time.

And I go back to the feel of a fif ty yard line, grow a blan ket, a girl, some rasp ber ry wine,

(F)wish ing time would stop right in its tracks.

Ev ’ry time I hear that song,

I go back,

I go back.

And (F5)I used to rock all night a long ture of to (Bbsus2)“Keep on Rock in’ Me Ba by”

at frat den par ties, col lege bars, just tryin’ to im press the la dies.

Well, I heard it to day and I could n’t help but sing a long,

’cause ev ’ry time I hear that song,

and I go back to the smell of an old gym floor and the taste of my salt on a Car li na shore lev ee, af ter (F)grad u a and ing good to friends.

And I go back to the watch ing sum mer fade to fall, grow ing up too a fast and I ber re call

(F)wish ing time would stop right in its tracks.

Ev ’ry time I hear that song,

I go back,

I go back.

And

We all have a song that some how stamped our lives,

takes us to an oth er (Csus)place in (C5)time.

So, I go back to the pew,

preach er and a (C)choir, (Bb)sing ing ’bout God, brim stone and fire, and the (F)smell of Sun day chick en af ter church.

And I go back to the loss of a real good friend and the six teen sum mers of shar ing with him.

Now (F)“On ly the Good Die Young”

(Bb)stops me in my tracks.

Ev ’ry time I hear that song,

I’ll go back,

I’ll go back

to the feel of a fif ty yard line, a blan ket, a girl, and some rasp ber ry wine.

I go back

to watch to ing sum mer a fade in to fall, grow ing too a fast mers and I ber re call.

I go back

to watch I go back.

I go back.