Chords for Crosby, Stills & Nash - Suite: Judy Blue Eyes (Studio Version)

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_ _ _ _ _ It's getting to [A] the point where I'm [E] no fun [B] anymore. _
[E] I [A] am sorry.
_ _ [E] [A] Sometimes it hurts so badly [E] I must cry [B] out loud. _
[E] I [A] am lonely.
[E] I am yours.
You [B] are mine.
[A] You are what you are.
Give [E] back your heart.
[A] _ _ [E] Remember what [A] we've said and done [E] and felt about [Bm] each [E] other.
O [A] faith have mercy.
_ [E] Don't [A] let the past remind [E] us of what we are not now.
I am [A] not needed.
[E] I am yours.
You are mine.
You [Am] are what you are.
You [E] make it hard. _ _ _
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Tearing [A] yourself away from [E] me now.
You are free.
[A] And I am crying.
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This does [A] not mean I don't love you.
[E] I do.
That's forever.
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] I am yours.
You [Em] are mine.
You [A] are what you [Em] are.
You [E] make it hard.
[A] _ _ [E] [A] Something inside is telling me [E] that I've got [B] your secret.
Are you [A] still listening?
_ [E] There is [A] the lock and left of [E] the key to your [B] heart.
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[A] And I love [Am] you.
I [E] am yours.
You are mine.
You [A] are what you [Em] are.
You [E] make it hard.
[A] And you [E] make it hard.
[A] You [E] make it hard.
[A] And you make [E] it hard. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Friday evening.
_ Sunday [Am] in the afternoon.
_ [Em] _ _ [A] What have you [E] got to lose? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Tuesday morning. _ _ _
_ Please be [Am] gone.
I'm [Em] tired of you.
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What [E] have you got to lose? _ _
_ _ [D] Can I tell it like it is?
[A] Listen to me, baby.
_ _ [D] It's my heart that's so [A] innocent.
And that's what [E] I have to lose. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I've got an answer.
_ _ _ I'm [A] going to fly away.
_ _ [E] What have I got to _ _ lose? _ _ _ _
Will you come see me? _ _
_ [A] Thursdays and _ Saturdays.
Hey, hey, hey.
[Em] What have you [E] got to lose? _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Chestnut, brown canary.
Ruby, floated sparrow.
Sing the song.
Don't be long.
Drill me to the [C#m] marrow.
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Voices of the angels.
Ring around the moonlight.
Asking me, say, she's so free.
How can you catch the sparrow?
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_ _ _ _ Lacy, lilting lyric.
Losing love lamenting.
Change my life.
Make it right.
Be my lady.
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