Intro
D# Gm G# Fm
G# Gm
[Verse 1]
D# Gm
Ana was driving
G# Fm
On a Sunday Afternoon
G# Gm
And I called her just past two to say
D# Gm G# Fm
Ana, I love ya but I can’t come home to you
G# Gm D#
And I won’t be coming home, tomorrow too”
[Verse 2]
Gm
Oh, Ana
G# Fm
There’s nothing you can do
G# Gm
To get me in the mood
[Chorus 1]
D# G# Gm
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
D# G# Gm G
I could hold you for every dance but
G# Gm G
If I don’t ever take this chance then
G# Fm
I should never have been your man
[Interlude]
D# Gm G# Fm
G# Gm
[Verse 3]
D#
There
Gm
Are cities
G# Fm
And countries I should go
G# Gm
Things I want to know
D#
And I promise
Gm
That I’ll write you
G# Fm
In about a month or so
G# Gm D#
I’ll be a different guy when I come home
Gm
To LA
G# Fm
Life herе’s moving slow
G# Gm
I’m leaving even though
[Chorus 2]
D# G# Gm
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
D# G# Gm G
I could hold you for every dance but
G# Gm G
If I don’t ever take this chance then
G# Fm
I should never have been your man
D# G# Gm
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
D# G# Gm G
I could hold you for every dance but
G# Gm G
If I don’t ever take this chance then
G# Fm
I should never have been your man