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Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes


Intro:  G   D   A  G D

D                G                    
I took off for a weekend last month 
        A7                       D
Just to try and recall the whole year
                     G                
All of the faces and all of the places 
A7                            D
Wonderin' where they all disappeared
Bm                  F#m          
I didn't ponder the question too long 
      G                         A7
I was hungry and went out for a bite
    G                  D             
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum 
       A                     D
and we wound up drinkin' all night

Chorus
                G                     D
     With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
     A7                        D
     Nothing remains quite the same
          G                      D
     With all of our running and all of our cunning 
        A7                         G        D
     if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

D                       G
Reading departure signs in some big airport 
A7                            D
Reminds me of the places I've been
                           G       
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure 
A7                        D
Makes me want to go back again
      Bm               F#m
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
        G                     A7
I could somehow adjust to the fall
G                         D
Good times and riches and son of a bitches 
       A7                 D
I've seen more than I can recall

Chorus/Insturmental/Chorus

D                        G    
I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
  A7                     D
I wish I could jump on a plane
                         G
So many nights I sit an  dream of the ocean 
      A7                 D
God I wish I was sailin' again
    Bm                  F#m
Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder
G                         A7
I can't look back for too long
             G                       D
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me 
      A7                        D
And I don't think that I can go wrong     

Chorus

A7                              D         
We were all crazy we would go insane 
A7                   G     A7      G     D  A7  D         
We were all crazy we would go in - sane