Verse 
C 
Riding along in a little red wagon 

Papa tells jokes just to keep us a'laughing 
  F                                               C 
Attached to the back of that dirty old rusty John Deere 

C 
We bump along through the dirt in the garden 
    Em                                                F 
Our knees all bruised up and feet just as hard as the rocks in the creek 
                            C 
Bed we walk on for hours on end 

[Refrão]


Chorus 
     G                         F                  C 
It's one of those days where I want to be little again 


Verse 
C 
We wandered down every trail on that hillside 
Em 
Learned every lesson by the light of the fireflies 
F                                                 C 
Creek's kinda cold, don't tip-toe, you gotta jump in 

C 
When I get lonely I dream of the valley 
Em 
Kid shifting gears in a '63 Chevy 
F                                                C 
Muscadine vines and the maple trees catching the wind 

[Refrão]


Chorus 
     G                         F                  C 
It's one of those days where I want to be little again 


Bridge 
                  Am                       F 
It's one of those days when you wake up in some broken city 
     C                        G 
With nothing but home on your mind 
                 Am                          F 
And all of these days when they add up, they amount to nothing 
     C                          G 
Like all the ones you've left behind 


Verse 
C 
Now we're all grown and always of parted 

But in Happy Valley is where it all started 
   F                                            Am   G 
It still has my heart resting between those two hills 

  C 
I travel the world and see lots of places 
Em 
Sing lots of songs to all kinds of faces 
    F                                               C 
But that don't compare to adventures I had way back when 


[Refrão]

Chorus 
     G                         F                  C 
It's one of those days where I want to be little again 


Bridge 
                  Am                       F 
It's one of those days when you wake up in some broken city 
     C                        G 
With nothing but home on your mind 
                 Am                          F 
And all of these days when they add up, they amount to nothing 
     C                          G 
Like all the ones you've left behind 


[Refrão]

Chorus 
     G                         F                  C 
It's one of those days where I want to be little again 
     G                         F                  C 
It's one of those days where I want to be little again 
     G                         F 
It's one of those days where I want to be little 


Outro 
C Em F G C