Peach Tree

Bm Em7 A Bm Em A D F#7 Bm A thought occurred to me Em A7 Lying underneath a peach tree Bm A moment in the sun Em A Our funny little lives are so brief D Our frail little bones F#7 Bm We're here and then we're gone Bm Sometimes the lonely days Em A Turn into the lonely decades Bm Old ladies on their own Em A The world they knew has drifted away D Like little puffs of smoke F#7 Bm We're here and then we're gone Bm Em A Bm Em A D F#7 Bm Sometimes the lonely days Em A Turn into the lonely decades Bm Old ladies on their own Em A The world they knew has drifted away D Like little puffs of smoke Bm We're here and then we're gone Bm We're here and then we're gone Bm We're here and then we're gone Bm We're here and then we're gone