Intro [A] [D]
Give me[G] back the stolen years I [D]thought that they were mine
Give me [A]back
the heart I broke and [D]hurt so many times
Give me [G]back the many miles I [D]travelled down the line
Oh [A]father
time I have to say you are no friend of[D] mine.
When [D]your young and single and have'nt
got a [A]care
There's no time to consider, the when the why or [D]where
Your collage days are over your not yet in your
[A]prime
At 21 there's too much fun to think of father [D]time.
When[D] you meet a
girl and marry and then you settle [A]down
You get a job and build a home on the quiet side of [D]town
You raise your
kids and bring them up to be honest true and [A]kind
And one day they are gone away for now it is their [D]time.
Chorus.
Give me [G]back the stolen years I [D]thought that they were mine
Give me [A]back the heart I broke
and [D]hurt so many times
Give me [G]back the many miles I [D]travelled down the line
Oh [A]father time I have to say
you are no friend of [D]mine.
Then you [D]wake up one morning, where have the years all
[A]gone
You search your mind as you walk behind the dear friend that has [D]gone
You already know the answers you thought
you'd never [A]find
Just another page of many from a book of father [D]time.
Give me
back the stolen years I thought that they were mine
Give me back the heart I broke and hurt so many times
Give me back
the many miles I travelled down the line
Oh father time I have to say you are no friend of mine.
