Oh My God It Still Means Alot To Me

The Wooden Sky

  • Am
  • C
  • F
Tom:
C I wake up you're getting old I've been dreaming about mountains And you've been dreaming about gold
F And if I ever make it home, oh if I ever make it home
C My key won't open the door Well I've been thinking about selling off every shirt I own
F To stand naked out here in the cold Just trying to make it out on my own chorus
C Well oh my god it still means a lot to me Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C Oh my god it still means a lot to me Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - Am verse 2
C Well a pretty girl said to me, "You've got to take all the little pieces and Put them in one big box
F And just throw away the key And don't you ever show it to me"
C Said I've made that mistake before And came home to find my life just spilled out on the floor
F She said she was trying to make some room for more, just trying to make some room for more chorus
C Well oh my god it still means a lot to me Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C Oh my god it still means a lot to me Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am Oh my god it still means a lot to me
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