Young turks

Young Turks - Rod Stewart
Capo 3rd fret

Intro G C x 4

Verse
Dm Em Am
Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams.
Dm Em Am
He said somehow, some way, its gotta get better than this.
Dm Em Am
Patti packed her bags, left a note for her momma, she was just seventeen,
Dm G
There were tears in her eyes when she kissed her little sister goodbye.

Verse
They held each other tight as they drove on through the night they were so exited.
We got just one shot of life, lets take it while were still not afraid.
Because life is so brief and time is a thief when youre undecided.
And like a fistful of sand, it can slip right through your hands.

Chorus
C Am Em C Am Em
Young hearts be free tonight. time is on your side,
F Ab C
Dont let them put you down, dont let em push you around,
F Ab G
Dont let em ever change your point of view.

G C G C

Verse
Paradise was closed so they headed for the coast in a blissful manner.
They took a tworoom apartment that was jumping evry night of the week.
Happiness was found in each others arms as expected, yeah
Billy pierced his ears, drove a pickup like a lunatic, ooh!

Chorus
Young hearts be free tonight.time is on your side,
Dont let them put you down, dont let em push you around,
Dont let em ever change your point of view.


Young hearts be free tonight.time is on your side.

Verse
Billy wrote a letter back home to pattis parents tryin to explain.
He said were both real sorry that it had to turn out this way.
But there aint no point in talking when theres nobody listning so we just ran away
Patti gave birth to a ten pound baby boy, yeah!

Chorus
Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side.
Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side.
Young hearts be free tonight, time in on your side.

Young hearts gotta run free, be free, live free
Time is on, time is on your side
Time, time, time, time is on your side
Is on your side
Is on your side
Is on your side
Young heart be free tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, yeah

Geplaatst door Ted van Kampen