G, Em, C, D
1st or 2nd fret
DDDUDUDUDUD
VERSE 1
I don’t know
why I still
cry about you
babe
And I cannot
hide behind my
pride if you’re not
here
CHORUS
Someday soon you’ll see
We will always be
linked eternally, yeah
Someday soon you’ll know
We will always grow
Together in every way
yeah
VERSE 2
But I hope that
we can start
anew to love
again
And I hope that
you’ll come back to
me cause I understand
that…
CHORUS
chords: Am, Dm, E,
strumming pattern: DD UDU
Am: I find myself alone again
Dm: And again I wonder why
E: The years fly by and I still try
Am: But all I get is goodbye.
Am: They tell me I should love myself
Dm: the good lord knows I try
E: But I’m still here, alone each year
Am: Until the day I die
E: oh, how I try, but all I get
Am: is goodbye.
Am: I look out in the world
Dm: and all I see is love in pairs
E: Yet none of that love ever makes it here
Am: And all I feel is despair
E: Oh, what can I do… to get some lovin’
Am: too
Am: Someday soon I know that
Dm: love will come my way
E: but ’til then I will love myself
Am: more and more each day
Am: And when that love has finally come
Dm: by then it’ll be too late
E: I’ll fill myself with so much love
Am: There’ll be no more need to date
E: So/oh don’t despair… cause all you need is right
Am: here
E: No, don’t despair….cause all you need is right
Am: here.
Chords:
Verse D, A, Gx2
Chorus A, G, Dx2
Strum: DUDU
Verse 1 – DAG
I don’t wanna wait for you another day
Sometimes I’d rather spend my time a different way
This time I think I’ll love someone who’d rather stay
Someone who thinks that I am more than just okay.
Chorus – AGD
I know this time I’ll be okay
It doesn’t matter if you stay
I know this time I’ll be okay
It doesn’t matter anyway
Verse 2 – DAG
I will never wait for you another day
Let’s pretend that nothing happened anyway
We had some fun I guess it had to end someday
No regrets this time it ended the right way
Chorus – AGD
I know this time I’ll be okay
It doesn’t matter if you stay
I know this time I’ll be okay
Nothing matters anyway
Verse 3 – DAG
I’m not gonna wait for you another day
I let you go so I could find myself someday
So this farewell is all that I have left to say
(D)It’s goodbye to you (A) and/[but] hello to (G) a brand (A) new (D) daaay.
Chords: Em, G, D, A [strum pattern DDU UDU]
Picking pattern: ABEB, EBEB, DBEB, DBEB
***
I held hands with sadness
and tasted of the blues
When I met you my darling
Love and I were introduced
I discovered in me an endless joy
And endless sorrow too
Why is love so bittersweet?
Is it the same for you?
There’s a sentimental feeling
That steals my heart anew
And I still dream of love my dear
Every time I think of you
Of all the stories that could be
The best will be of you and me
‘Til then I’ll wait here silently
For you to maybe, finally feel
That sentimental feeling
That steals my heart anew
And makes me dream of love my dear
Every time I think of you
D
Yes, I still dream of love my dear
A Em
Every time I think of you.
G/Em/G/Cadd9
This is the part where I meet a lover
And this is the part where you meet a friend.
Why can’t the two of us just be together?
Why can’t the two of us be more than friends?
La la la la la la la la la lala lala
This is the part where I tell the lie
That I never loved you and I never did cry
But you saw through me like you always do
You knew my heart would always be true.
I can’t wait for your love to develop
I need to be free to find something better.
So goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend,
Will we ever see each other again?
La la la la la la la la la lala lala x2
Now this is the part where I meet a lover,
We’re so happy we found each other.
Now you come to me with your eyes full of love
But I can’t love you now that I have another.
And you look at me like you finally see
The only one that made you happy.
So goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend.
‘Cause we’ll never see each other again.
La la la la la la la la la lala lala x2
Well she came on down to my one sheriff town,
A girl from the big city.
She tended bar at the Old Bell Jar,
And lured cowboys with her sweet ditties.
The voice of an angel dropped down to hell,
She’d be the death of a few, I could already tell.
A girl with danger in her strut and fire in her eyes,
You’d be one hell of a man to resist her lies.
And lies they were you’d best be sure,
For one like her, there ain’t no cure.
I myself was charmed by her wiles,
For any man she could easily beguile,
Young or old, handsome, or not..
In the end every one of ’em would get caught.
In a snare she made particular to each,
Tempting them with a fruit they’d never reach.
I loved from afar, not like some others,
In particular were these two brothers.
They got in a row one god-awful night,
And blasted their guns from left to right.
I got caught with a stray shell,
And man that sure hurt like hell.
But when the smoke cleared in a minute or two,
I saw more wounded men, some of ’em I knew.
They were all on the floor, moanin’ in pain,
And the brothers? Well, both were slain.
They killed each other in a jealous rage,
Because of this woman, they went on a rampage.
And then we saw, what most I did fear,
A figure on the floor, with a visage still fair.
For she I loved as none loved before,
My hope, my dream, was gone ‘evermore.
Capo 1
E, G, D, Am
I ain’t got no umbrella,
To shelter me from the rain,
I ain’t got no lover,
To wipe away my pain.
No, I ain’t got a family,
To shelter me from the storm,
I ain’t got no innocence,
To keep me from harm.
Em, G, D Am
Well, I tell ya my friends,
It’s a lonely kinda life,
To be an ole bachelor,
Who ain’t got no wife.
For the girl I once loved,
Done left me all alone,
Well she fell for another man,
A better man than before.
Like I said…
I ain’t got no umbrella,
To shelter me from the rain,
I ain’t got no lover,
To wipe away my pain.
No, I ain’t got a family,
To shelter me from the storm,
I ain’t got no innocence,
To keep me from harm.
So I guess that’s it,
My lonely days are done,
Well, I guess that’s all,
For pretty soon I’ll be gone.
Bye now.
As the rhymes slowly unwind in your amateur mind,
remember that others have started way before your time.
The place to begin is always so dim, so barren and so bare,
but persisting in the game will win you a name.
Don’t distress, the test of true greatness is permanence, not only fame.
Longevity is the same, endurance is the game.
No matter the origin, the color or the creed,
true talent is of a different breed,
rhymes that fulfill every need, plant the seed and the blossom will sprout
don’t give in to the debilitating doubt
that strikes every artist, every writer of verse, every writer of words.
The heart of the critic can’t deny, though they can try,
true greatness lies in persistence, forget your pride.
You’re an amateur, true, but who of us starts out adroit?
A matter of luck and time, every novice can succeed, can turn it all about,
become a name among the rest and achieve success.
Forget the naysayers, the negativity, deliver the truth,
forget it all and continue the route, the path to glory
will eventually lead, if only you persist in telling your story.
The oppression of doubt can’t stop the desire,
that self-same doubt will merely encourage the fire
that smoulders from within, the fire that burns
until you begin to write and let the rhymes flow.
Let the flames grow, rise and glow, within the recesses of your soul.
Then pour forth the knowledge, the harsh reality,
that contradicts and bites, forget the casualties,
the enemies, the criticisms generated by fear,
think only of the voice that rings so clear,
and speaks with honesty and sincerity,
the voice that cannot be suppressed,
that clamors so loudly above all the rest,
and finish what you started no matter where it goes,
be it death or notoriety, or fame and fortune, who really knows?
My rhymes are for the times when Sherlock solved crimes
When Dickens wrote Hard Times, when stuff cost nickels and dimes;
When witty words won praise for originality and raised
The bar for hacks and copycats; they got blazed.
My rhymes are for the times when Pope was popular
When literature condemned vernacular
When Shadwell got derided for verses outside of logic
and Shakespeare wrote of magic and all that made life tragic.
I rhyme for the times when plain Jane became the most popular name
And Austen lead the way for those that later came;
When Elizabeth ruled the world with a stomach that never hurled
When Wordsworth unfurled the beauty of the natural world
I rhyme for the times when actors were all males
When Wilde spoke openly of what others would never declare
A decade of decadence that was beyond compare
When Dracula became the most popular fare.
In fact, I rhyme for the times that others would never dare
When poetry was popular and novels were rare
When Keatsian odes and Coleridge and Blake
Were the best of the best and wrote for art’s sake
When the human condition occupied all thoughts
from literature to philosophy to impressionist art
From Monet to Manet to Renoir and Degas
I rhyme for those times, so you better recognize.
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