Verse 1
 
G                            D 
Here?s a little girl playin? dress up 
G                        D 
Somewhere under all that lace 
C                      D 
Standin? in her mama?s high heeled shoes 
G                       D 
With a lipstick covered face 
G                           D 
And here?s a little boy on a pony 
G                     D 
He?s a cowboy all the way 
C 
He used to pull my hair and make me mad 
D 
the saturday matinee 
    C 
Oh, Who'd a thought that I?d lose my heart 
       D                     C  D 
To the same little boy someday 
 
Chorus
                   C   G 
Lookin? through my old pictures 
A 
Faded photographs 
C 
Some of them bring me close to tears 
G              D 
Others make me laugh 
C   G        A 
Old memories seem to come alive 
    C    D      C    D 
And open up the past again 
     A     D     G 
And let me dream inside 
 
G D G D 
 
G 
Here?s brother with his first automobile 
 
Thought he?d washed the paint away 
C 
He took a job that took him west 
 
He?s doing very well 
G 
We don?t see much of brother these days 
 
Oh, And this is my favorite of my papa 
 
He?s dressed up in his sunday suit 
C 
A wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain 
 
Well, I?m gonna tell you the truth 
 
It?s a picture of a downright handsome man 
                           D 
Caught in the prime of his youth 
 
Chorus
                   C   G 
Lookin? through my old pictures 
A 
Faded photographs 
C 
Some of them bring me close to tears 
G              D 
Others make me laugh 
C   G        A 
Old memories seem to come alive 
    C    D      C    D 
And open up the past again 
     A     D     G 
And let me dream inside 
     C    D      C    D              A      D     G 
Mmmm they open up the past again and let me dream inside 
 
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