Five More Years

A It’s been five long years since I met you here Another record and gallons of beer D I’ve grown a bit and a bit’s a bit and I hope that it’s enough Dm A So the times got hard and times got rough but getting there is half the fun E So let’s all gather round Let’s hate on this polished sound D A Cause the kids don’t know what they're made of E A But they certainly have a lot to be afraid of D A But the kids don’t know what they're made of E So let’s all gather round We’ll hate on this polished sound A B