Famous Inside

A I can almost hear some of you say A “You’d think he’d have more sense at his age E The crazy old man in the old tam-o-shanter’s A Getting carried away” A Sometimes it’s almost too much to stand A But it’s not my place to take you in hand E It used to be a man and his madness A Were as sacred as the coming of day A It’s strange how things will stick in the mind A You’d think the years would leave them behind E But long ago moments as a winner A Kind of push the recent memories aside A Symptomatic, you say, of old age A But it’s something that nobody can gauge E It may be that I’ve sorted out the memories I can keep A And thrown the others away E There’s some who would say, “Just let him sit and decay” D A But I really can’t believe that it’s true Db7 There’s bits of yourself you always have to live up to D E If only for a moment or two A There’s little time to spend sitting down A When feeling good means moving around E And I can’t be blamed if I remember my name A And why it made me so proud Whistling Break A A E A A A E A E There’s some who would say, “Just let him sit and decay” D A But I really can’t believe that it’s true Db7 There’s bits of yourself you always have to live up to D E If only for a moment or two A At my age I do as I choose A And shouldn’t need to make an excuse E I know you all feel a little famous inside A And I’m no different than you E I know you all feel a little famous inside A And I’m no different than you Whistling Outro A A E A A A E A