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