Photograph - Nickelback Capo up 1 fret D D D D A C Look at this Photograph, everytime I do it makes me laugh, G D How did our eyes get so red, and what the hell is on Joey’s head.D A C And this is where I grew up, I think the present owner fixed it up, G DI never knew we ever went without, the second floor is high for sneakin outD A Cand this is where I went to school, most of the time had better things to do
G DCriminal record says I broke in twice, I must have done half a dozen timesD A CI wander if it's too late, should I go back and try to graduate, G CLife's better now than it was back then, if I was them I would'nt let me in! GOh Oh Oh... Oh God I..I..! D A Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread C Gout on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it, Good-bye! Good-bye!
D AEvery memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend C Gthat I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it, Good-Bye! Good-Bye!
D A C Remember the old arcade, blew every dollar that we ever made
G DThe cops hated us hangin'out, they say somebody went and burned it downD A CWe used to listen to the radio, and sing along to every song we'd know, G DWe said someday we'd find out how it feels, to sing to more than just the steering wheel. D A CKim's the first girl I kissed, I was so nervous that I nearly missed, G CShe's had a couple of kids since then, I haven't seen her since god knows when! G Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I..I..! D A Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread C Gout on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it, Good-bye! Good-bye!
D AEvery memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend C Gthat I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it, Good-Bye! Good-Bye!
C, G, D D A C G DI miss that town, I miss the faces, You can't erase, You can't replace it
A C G DI miss it now, I can't believe it, So hard to stay, So hard to leave it D A CIf I could relive those days, I know the one thing that would never change.…
D A Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread C Gout on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it, Good-bye! Good-bye!
D AEvery memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend C G that I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it, Good-Bye! Good-Bye!
D A C Look at this photograph, everytime I do It makes me laugh, GEverytime I do it makes me...