_ _ _ _ _ _ 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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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.
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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.
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Woo.
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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.
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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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