100 Years Ago The Rolling Stones [Dm] Wen[C]t out walkin' throug[Bb]h the wood the [F]other day And the w[Dm]orld was a c[C]arpet laid be[Bb]fore me [Dm]The buds were b[C]ursting And the [Bb]air smelled sweet and str[F]ange And it s[Dm]eemed about a h[C]undred years a[F]go M[Dm]ary and [C]I, we would [Bb]sit upon a g[F]ate, Just g[Dm]azin' at some dr[C]agon in the [Bb]sky. [Dm]What tender d[C]ays, we had no s[Bb]ecrets hid a[F]way, [Dm] [C] [F] (gitaartabs.nl)