Am Am7 G9 Am Am7 I like sitting in Your arms tonight Fmaj7 Em Sitting with eyes wide open to the real word Am Am7 G9 Am Am7 I like drawing on Your fashionable rights Fmaj7 Fmaj7 Anyway I know it’s better then say: Fmaj7 Old Mother Europe is so tired
And I say: Dm9 Em Old Mother Europe is quite tired
Bye , bye Mother , I am flying so high You’ve grown too old just trying to get younger I like sitting in Your arms tonight But there’s so cold I can’t stand Your growing older Mother
Old Mother Europe is so tired And I say: Old Mother Europe is quite tired
And Your baby’s games and Your monster’s remains And the crowd in Your doorways Too delicious to make You happy too smart to be acquired Set You free from hate that encourages me when I’m running my own race Really, mum, old Mother Europe is so tired
I like sitting in Your arms tonight Sitting with eyes wide open to the real word I like drawing on Your fashionable rights Anyway I know it’s better then say:
Old Mother Europe is so tired And I say: Old Mother Europe is quite tired
