17 And 33

B F# C#m E B F# C#m E I can remember getting out never, Back in my high school acting like damn fool B F# C#m E Solid as woods under my feet, A farther stretching past the concrete B F# C#m E & I would accomplish more than I thought so, Jump in the backseat of a camaro B F# C#m E I could let go all that I can, She would make me into a man G Dm7 C Back in the country I was oh so young but much too old back then G For leaving cap le moine G Dm7 On top of bale´s of hay waiting for grandma´s party C G we laughed and sang songs in the wind A E Bm D A Do you remember in September, I was 17 she was 33, Oh, D F# Bm A E where has my life gone Since she was naked, we were wasted Bm D In my many dreams since then it seems funny A D Bm I only get younger with each every summer G E But more of a man, I feel that I am, am A E D A smile of a child is all (that) I was, With freedom and wide open eyes A E D C Those memories are not forgotten, I´ve gotta get back to my heart Enjoy!