Standard (EADGBE)
once in the spring of my 24th year
i had nothing to say.
with a dangling promise and
a terrible past
i threw all the words away.
we were born to hum.
you were the last in my 24th year
to make a demand of my voice.
i tickled your ear and
i laughed in your face and
i gave you my choice.
we were born to hum.
we were born to hum.
(lots of picking here, along with the artist saying "hum". it follows the chord
pattern from the rest of the song...C, then F)
it's a gradual running,
a kind of release
that's settled on my face.
once in awhile i complain to myself,
nothing gets done!
nothing's in place!
but i would rather hum.
i would rather hum.
(picking, "hum", C F chord pattern at the end)