Rose-Colored Rearview

A E Bm A E Bm A E D There was a time A E D When we all watched the same screen A E D Spring steen was mainstream Bm D Everybody had a hungry heart A E D There was a time A E D Where we weren’t at risk that you could make a living A E D A 40 hour week and a 2 day weekend E A Could get you pretty far. E Was there a time Bm F#m Or was it only in my mind D A When everything seemed simpler D A Bm And we all sat down for dinner every night Bm D Or am I only looking through A This rose colored rearview E Bm A E D There was a time A E D When we all felt like family A E D I could ride my bike down any street Bm D And somebody always knew my name A E D There was a time A E D Before the mail palled out and the pails moved in A E D And we didn’t need no medicine E A Just to take away the pain E Was there a time Bm F#m Or was it only in my mind D A When everything seemed simpler D A And we all sat down for dinner every night Bm D Or am I only looking through A This rose colored rearview A E Bm A E Bm A E Bm F#m E D A E D There was a time A E D When we all pledged allegiance A E D And we thought we knew what we meant Bm D When we stood and faced the flag. A E D Are we blind A E D Lost in some nos- talgia case A E D Only white men miss the good ol days E A That ain’t coming back. E Was there a time Bm F#m Or was it only in my mind D A D A When everything seemed simpler D A D A And we all sat down for dinner D A And we all watched the same screen D A But we didn’t see the same things D A Maybe all was in a mirror A D A Was never close as it appeared D A Bm Like the way the truth can seem so black and white Bm D After all our looking through A This rose colored rear view A E Bm F#m A E Bm F#m