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