Blackboard Of My Heart Chords by Claude Gray
Tempo:
63.75 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C#] [F#] [C#] [G#] [C#]
When I was young and went to school, you taught me [G#] how to write.
You'd take the chalk and make a mark, and hope [C#] things turned out right.
That's the way it is with love, and what [F#] you did to me,
I wrote [C#] it so you would know [G#] that I was [C#] right.
But my tears have washed up from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and make [C#] another start.
I've said it's right the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
[C#]
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [G#] [C#]
If you'd been true the way you should, and not [G#] have done a stray,
These tears would not have fallen down and washed the work [C#] away.
No use could hope for if the chalk could write [F#] these words again.
It [C#] would be for someone else, [G#] not [C#] things that might have been.
But my tears have washed, I love you, from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and [C#] make another start.
I'm satisfied the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
My tears [C#m] have washed, I love you, [G#]
When I was young and went to school, you taught me [G#] how to write.
You'd take the chalk and make a mark, and hope [C#] things turned out right.
That's the way it is with love, and what [F#] you did to me,
I wrote [C#] it so you would know [G#] that I was [C#] right.
But my tears have washed up from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and make [C#] another start.
I've said it's right the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
[C#]
[G#] [C#]
[F#] [C#] [G#] [C#]
If you'd been true the way you should, and not [G#] have done a stray,
These tears would not have fallen down and washed the work [C#] away.
No use could hope for if the chalk could write [F#] these words again.
It [C#] would be for someone else, [G#] not [C#] things that might have been.
But my tears have washed, I love you, from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and [C#] make another start.
I'm satisfied the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
My tears [C#m] have washed, I love you, [G#]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
C#m
C#
G#
F#
C#m
[C#] _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ When I was young and went to school, you taught me [G#] how to write.
You'd take the chalk and make a mark, and hope [C#] things turned out right.
That's the way it is with love, and what [F#] you did to me,
I wrote [C#] it so you would know [G#] that I was _ [C#] _ _ right.
But my tears have washed up from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and make [C#] another start.
I've said it's right the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
_ [C#] _
_ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ If you'd been true the way you should, and not [G#] have done a stray,
These tears would not have fallen down and washed the work [C#] away.
No use could hope for if the chalk could write [F#] these words again.
It [C#] would be for someone else, [G#] not [C#] things that might have been.
_ But my tears have washed, I love you, from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and [C#] make another start.
_ I'm satisfied the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
My tears [C#m] have washed, I love you, [G#]
_ _ When I was young and went to school, you taught me [G#] how to write.
You'd take the chalk and make a mark, and hope [C#] things turned out right.
That's the way it is with love, and what [F#] you did to me,
I wrote [C#] it so you would know [G#] that I was _ [C#] _ _ right.
But my tears have washed up from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and make [C#] another start.
I've said it's right the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
_ [C#] _
_ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ If you'd been true the way you should, and not [G#] have done a stray,
These tears would not have fallen down and washed the work [C#] away.
No use could hope for if the chalk could write [F#] these words again.
It [C#] would be for someone else, [G#] not [C#] things that might have been.
_ But my tears have washed, I love you, from the [G#] blackboard of my heart.
But it's too late to clean the slate and [C#] make another start.
_ I'm satisfied the way things are, although [F#] we're far apart.
My tears [C#m] have washed, I love you, [G#]
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