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Fifty Years After The Fair
 
*** Instrumental:
D  | A   |   Em /F#  | G
D  | A   |   Em /F#  | G
 
*** Verse 1:
            D         A
Fifty years after the fair
    Em        /F#        G
the picture I have is so clear
               D             A
underneath the clouds in the air
         Em             /F#  G
rose the Trylon and the Perisphere
    Em       A          G         D
and that for me was the finest of scenes  
     Em      A                G        D       A   G
that perfect world across the river in Queens
 
*** Verse 2:
Fifty years after the fair                         D       | A
I drink from a different cup                       Em  /F# | G
but it does no good to compare                     D       | A
'cause nothing ever measures up                    Em  /F# | G
I guess just for a second we thought               Em   A  | G    D
that all good things would rise to the top         Em   A  | G    D | A | G
 
*** Chorus:
Bm      G            D      A
But how beautiful it was - 'tomorrow'
Bm    G            D      A
we'll never have a day of sorrow
   Em              D/F#           G          A
we got through the '30's, but our belts were tight
      Em          D/F#           G       A
we conceived of a future with no hope in sight
          Em       D/F#          C
we've got decades ahead of us to get it right
  Em      Bb          C         D
I swear - fifty years after the fair
 
*** Instrumental:
D        | A     | Em /F# | G
D        | A     | Em /F# | G
Em   A   | G  D
Em   A   | G  D  | A      | G
 
*** Verse 3:
Fifty years after the fair                        D         |  A
I live in tomorrow town                           Em  /F#   |  G
even on a wing and a prayer                       D         |  A
the future never came around                      Em  /F#   |  G
It hurts to even think of those days              Em   A    |  G    D
the damage we do by the hopes that we raise       Em   A    |  G    D  | A | G
 
*** Chorus:
But how beautiful it was - 'tomorrow'                   Bm  G    | D  A
we'll never have a day of sorrow                        Bm  G    | D  A
we got through the '30's, but our belts were tight      Em  D/F# | G  A
we conceived of a future with no hope in sight          Em  D/F# | G  A
we've got decades ahead of us to get it right           Em  D/F# | C
I swear - fifty years after the fair                    Em       | Bb C | D
 
*** Coda:
 
    | A   | Em  /F# | G 
D   | A   | Em /F#  | G
D   | A   | Em /F#  | G  :|| (fade)