For The First Time chords

_ _ _ _ _ _ Mum and Dad.
Wow.
_ Where to start.
_ There's so much happening here.
Every day is an adventure.
_ James is really in his element here as you'd imagine.
I must admit though, I'm dying for a proper piece of brown bread.
_ Hugs to Dublin and the girls.
_ Please don't miss me A too much.
_ Love, Della.
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_ A _ _ _ D Well, there's a local bar and we don't know how we got into this F#m mad situation.
Only doing things D out of frustration.
Trying to make it work, A man, these times are hard.
E She needs me now, but I F#m can't seem to find the time.
I D got a new job now on the unemployment A line.
And we don't know how we got E into this mess.
for the A first time.
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_ _ _ _ A She's in line at the door with her head held high.
F#m Well I just lost my job but didn't lose my fly.
And we both know how.
How we're A gonna make it work when it hurts.
When you pick yourself up you get kicked to the D dirt.
Trying to make it work for me these times are A hard.
But we're gonna F#m stop by drinking all cheap bottles of D wine.
Sit talking A up all night.
Do things we haven't for a while.
While F#m we're smiling but we're close to D tears.
Even after all these A years.
Just now got the feeling that we'll E be there for the A first time.
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_ _ _ _ D Woo.
Yeah.
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_ _ _ _ F#m Drinking all cheap bottles of D wine.
Sit talking A up all night.
Saying things we haven't for E a while.
_ F#m While we're smiling but we're A close to D tears.
Even after all these years.
A We just now got the feeling that E we'll meet it for the A first time.
Woo.
Yeah.
_ First time.
E _ _ .
Woo.
_ _ F#m First time.
Woo.
Yeah.
Woo.
D Just now got the feeling that we'll meet A it for the first time.
All these times are hard, yeah they're making E us crazy.
Don't give up on me, baby.
_ _ F#m All these times are hard, yeah they're making D us crazy.
Don't give up on me, A baby.
_ _ All these times are hard, yeah they're making E us crazy.
Don't give up on me baby What's F#m that.
It's plane tickets.
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_ A Why.
Sold a bike.
Quit the job to take you home.
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