C
F
Here is one that we took one Sunday afternoon
C
G7
I remember it was in the summertime
C
F
On the back it says eight eleven sixty five
C
G7
C
The same day you promised to be mine
G7
C
But old pictures have a way of fading
F
G7
C
Like a love that wasn’t meant to be
F
C
Still each night I dig out the family album
G7
C
But old photographs sure get to me
F
Here it is it’s the last one that we took together
C
G7
Though it’s faded a little more than the rest
C
F
I suppose it’s because of all the tear stains on it
C
G7
C
But it’s the one that to me you look the best
G7
C
But old pictures have a way of fading
F
G7
C
Like a love that wasn’t meant to be
F
C
Still each night I dig out the family album
G7
C
But old photographs sure get to me
G7
C
Yes old photographs sure get to me
F
C
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