C#m A E Esus E F#m C#m B A
E Asm
Well I tried to make it Sunday but I got so damned depressed
A E Asm
That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed
A F#m C#m Asm A
I ain't ready for the alter, but I do believe there's times
F#m A E Esus E
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine
E Asm
Well I keep on thinkin bout you sister golden hair surprise
A E Asm
That I just can't live without you can't you see it in my eyes
A F#m C#m Asm A
I've been one poor correspondent, I've been too too hard to find
F#m A E Esus E
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
B A E
Will you meet me in the middle will you meet me in the end
B A E
Will you love me just a little just enough to show you care
F#m Asm A
Well I tried to fake it I don't mind saying I just can't make it
E Asm
Well I keep on thinkin bout you sister golden hair surprise
A E Asm
That I just can't live without you can't you see it in my eyes
A F#m C#m Asm A
I've been one poor correspondent, I've been too too hard to find
F#m A E Esus E
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind
