Same Old Lang Syne

Met my old lover in the (Am7)groc'ry store.

(C)The snow was falling Christmas (Am7)Eve.

(C)I stole behind her in the (Am7)frozen foods and (G)I (F#m7)touched her on the sleeve.

(C)She didn't recognize the (Am7)face at first,

(C)but then her eyes flew open (Am7)wide.

(C)She went to hug me and she (Am7)spilled her purse and (G)we (F#m7)laughed until we cried.

(Am)We drank a toast to (F)innocence;

we (G)drank a toast to now.

(Am)We tried to reach beyond the (F)emptiness,

but (G)neither one knew how.

(Am)We drank a toast to (F)innocence,

we (G)drank a toast to time;

(Am)reliving, in our (F)eloquence,

(G)another "Auld (Am)Lang

(G)Syne." (C)The beer was empty and our (Am7)tongues were tired,

(C)and running out of things to (Am7)say.

(C)She gave a kiss to me as (Am)I (G)got (Am)out,

and I (D9)watched her drive away.

(C)Just for a moment I was (Am7)back at school,

(C)and felt that old familiar (Am7)pain.

(C)And, as I turned to make my (Am)way (G)back (Am)home,

the (D9)snow turned into (F)rain....