Chords for Sandi Thom - I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker (Official Video)
Tempo:
113.85 bpm
Chords used:
B
G
E
D#
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When the head of state didn't play guitar, not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control and the media couldn't buy your soul
[G] When computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
[C#] I was born [B] too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish [N] I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When pop stars still remained, a myth and ignorance could still be bliss
When God saved the creature turned a whiter shade of pale
Mom and dad were in their teens and anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to [B] stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[E] When record shops were still on [F#m] top and vinyl was all that they stocked
And the [D#] super info highway [A] was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand-me-downs and playing games
Men kick around and footballers still had long hair and [F] dirt across their face
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with [B] flowers in my [C#m] hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too [B] late into a world that doesn't [G] care
Oh, I wish I was a punk [E] rocker with flowers in my [G] hair
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a [D#] punk rocker with flowers in [A#] my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When the head of state didn't play guitar, not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control and the media couldn't buy your soul
[G] When computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
[C#] I was born [B] too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish [N] I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When pop stars still remained, a myth and ignorance could still be bliss
When God saved the creature turned a whiter shade of pale
Mom and dad were in their teens and anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to [B] stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[E] When record shops were still on [F#m] top and vinyl was all that they stocked
And the [D#] super info highway [A] was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand-me-downs and playing games
Men kick around and footballers still had long hair and [F] dirt across their face
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with [B] flowers in my [C#m] hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too [B] late into a world that doesn't [G] care
Oh, I wish I was a punk [E] rocker with flowers in my [G] hair
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a [D#] punk rocker with flowers in [A#] my hair
Key:
B
G
E
D#
C#
B
G
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
_ In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my _ hair
When the head of state didn't play guitar, not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control and the media couldn't buy your soul
[G] When computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
[C#] I was born [B] too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish [N] I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When pop stars still remained, a myth and ignorance could still be bliss
When God saved the creature turned a whiter shade of pale
Mom and dad were in their teens and anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to [B] stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[E] When record shops were still on [F#m] top and vinyl was all that they stocked
And the [D#] super info highway [A] was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand-me-downs and playing games
Men kick around and footballers still had long hair and [F] dirt across their face
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with [B] flowers in my [C#m] hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too [B] late into a world that doesn't [G] care
Oh, I wish I was a punk [E] rocker with flowers in my [G] hair
I was born too late into a world that doesn't _ care
Oh, I wish I was a [D#] punk rocker with flowers in [A#] my hair _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my _ hair
When the head of state didn't play guitar, not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control and the media couldn't buy your soul
[G] When computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
[C#] I was born [B] too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish [N] I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When pop stars still remained, a myth and ignorance could still be bliss
When God saved the creature turned a whiter shade of pale
Mom and dad were in their teens and anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to [B] stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
[E] When record shops were still on [F#m] top and vinyl was all that they stocked
And the [D#] super info highway [A] was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand-me-downs and playing games
Men kick around and footballers still had long hair and [F] dirt across their face
Oh, I wish I was a punk rocker with [B] flowers in my [C#m] hair
In 77 and 69, revolution was in the air
I was born too [B] late into a world that doesn't [G] care
Oh, I wish I was a punk [E] rocker with flowers in my [G] hair
I was born too late into a world that doesn't _ care
Oh, I wish I was a [D#] punk rocker with flowers in [A#] my hair _
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