Тональность

E C#m F#m A B 

Verse 1
 E 
Born in the war
                                            C#m
You had dreams of being a ballerina
                                             F#m
Saw the photos last time that I seen you
                                                  A 
You had my mum when you were 23
        B                                       E
I heard that she was trouble just like me

                                              C#m
You like painting pictures, writing poems
                                                       F#m
I guess that’s why my words just keep on flowing
                                                       A 
I wish that I could read the things you write
       B                                          E
I’m tryna learn the language so I might

Chorus
E 
Three generations
Born in different decades
C#m 
Some things have changed
But we got the same old heartbreak
 F#m
You tell me stories
That happened back in your day
A
And I find it funny
           B
Cause somehow I still relate

E 
We’re dancing in different clothes
          C#m 
Falling in love
Until we let it go
      F#m
But still there’s magic in something as simple
         A                         B
As three women sitting round a dinner table

Verse 2
E 
You tell me you’ve
                                              C#m 
Been in love with elvis since the 50s
                                                       F#m
How my mum danced to bowie in the 80s
                                                              A 
But I’ll never truly see things through your eyes
        B                                                     E
Cause all the pictures, they’re in black and white

Chorus
E 
Three generations
We’ve all made our mistakes
C#m 
I look in the mirror
And see your face in my face
F#m
Everyone who knows us
Thinks that we’re all crazy
 A 
But I guess that’s exactly
B
What makes us a family

E 
We’re dancing in different clothes
Falling in love
C#m
Until we let it go
                        F#m
But still there’s magic in something as simple
       A                               B                   A
As three women sitting round a dinner table

Bridge
                        E
All the good old days
                     C#m 
And the city lights
                        B                                 F#m 
Those little town jobs when money was tight
                          E
All your vintage pieces
                             C#m 
I’m wishing were mine
                                B  
All our darkest moments
                    A 
Our wildest fights
                           E                               C#m 
All the names we cursed cause their love was a lie
                        B                           F#m 
All the secrets we’ll keep until we die
                            E
It’s something as simple
            C#m                     B
As pouring your heart right out
              A                   B                        E 
As three women sitting round a dinner table