ok, so this is my first attempt, not only for this song but for tabbing in general. so
if its a load of rubbish. if there is something wrong with it please let me know. any
would be ace ta, good or bad.
Standard tuning
Capo 2
D Em7 G Asus Bm A Em7*
|--2--|--0--|--3--|--0--|--2--|--0--|--0--|
|--3--|--3--|--0--|--3--|--3--|--2--|--3--|
|--2--|--0--|--0--|--2--|--4--|--2--|--0--|
|--0--|--2--|--0--|--0--|--4--|--2--|--0--|
|--x--|--2--|--2--|--0--|--2--|--0--|--2--|
|--x--|--0--|--3--|--0--|--2--|--0--|--0--|
[Chorus]
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
D G Asus
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
D Em7 Bm G
I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[Verse]
D
When the head of state didn’t play guitar,
Em7
Not everybody drove a car,
A Em7* D
When music really mattered and radio was king,
D
When accountants didn’t have control
Em7
And the media couldn’t buy your soul
A Em7* D
And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything
[Chorus]
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
D G Asus
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
D Em7 Bm G
I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[Verse]
D
When popstars still remained a myth
Em7
And ignorance could still be bliss
A Em7 D
And when God saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
D
When my mom and dad were in their teens
Em7
and anarchy was still a dream
A Em7 D
and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
[Chorus]
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
D G Asus
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
D Em7 Bm G
I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[Verse]
D
When record shops were on top
Em7
and vinyl was all that they stocked
A Em7 D
and the super-info highway was still drifting out in space
D
kids were wearing hand me downs,
Em7
and playing games meant kick arounds
A Em7 D
and footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face
[Chorus]
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
D G Asus
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
D Em7 Bm G
I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
D Em7 Bm G
I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
D Em7 G D
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
