Melody by: Al Urban
Old Photographs
C F Here is one that we took one Sunday afternoon C G7 I remember it was in the summertime…
I’m Beginning To Believe My Own Lies
C F C I don’t make the same old places that I used to G7 C And I seldom let…
When The Trains Come In
C G7 C Another lonely day is almost gone G7 C The sun’s going down again and you’re still not…
I’m Beginning To Believe My Own Lies
C F C I don’t make the same old places that I used to G7 C And I seldom let…