Chords for George Donaldson - A Song for Harry Chapin

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_ I got out of bed on a foggy day, [Am] I drove my car on the motorway,
[Bb] To the airport for a [F] transatlantic plane.
_ While checking in he was on my [Am] mind from another place,
[C] Another time, and he [Bb] showed me how to dream in other [F] ways.
_ The image that my mind could see was his [C] stories,
And his charities [Bb] and the passion when I'd hear him sing [F] his songs.
_ At times the details seemed absurd, but [Am] he had me hanging on every word,
[Bb] How the world to him was [F] right or wrong.
_ _ [Gm] He opened [C] up my eyes to a new style [Dm] of song,
[Gm] Like a book or [C] like a movie, [Am] and it lasted [Dm] just as long.
[Gm] I followed every [C] word he'd say, [Am] his songs blew [Cm] my mind away.
_ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] The world should hear [C] his name and share [F] his love.
_ The day that I discovered him, [C] I was singing in the lights with him,
When [Bb] a stranger came to me and said [F] his name. _
I swore that I would check to see with the [Am] money that he gave to me,
[Bb] And now my life can never be [F] the same. _
[Gm] Cause he opened [C] up my eyes to a new [Am] style [Dm] of song,
[Gm] Like a book or [C] like a movie, [Am] and it lasted [Dm] just as long.
[Gm] I followed every [C] word he'd say, [Am] his songs blew [A] my mind [Cm] away.
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_ [Bb] The world should hear [C] his name and share [F] his love.
_ He was born in [C] 1942, [Bb] in New York City, a place he knew [F] so well.
[C] _ _ [Bb] _ _
He [F] would sing you songs [C] about folk [Bb] he knew,
And he'd make you feel like you knew them [F] too, _ [C] like you knew [Bb] them too.
[C] And he gave a poor damn fool such a better place [Bb] to [F] be,
[C] _ [Fm] Somewhere in his morning [Ab] _ _
_ [Gm] sunshine.
_ _ [F] He would never let [C] his dreams go by, as [Bb] he looked the world straight in the [F] eye. _
[C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] And you'd always find him [C] in the same old way, if [Bb] you met him any time of [F] day. _
[C] Any time [Bb] of day.
And [C] it's there he gave [F] some fool [C] such a better place [F] to be,
[C] Somewhere [Fm] in his [Ab] morning _ _ [Cm] sunshine.
[C] _
Ah, [F] the cheating man [C] would still deny, [Bb] the son who'd caught his daughter's [F] eye.
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_ [F] And the baritone [C] who took his shot, [Bb] using all he saved and he'd lose a [F] lot.
_ Give it all [Bb] he got, _ [C] but somewhere in [Dm] his heart, [C] he'd find the same [F] old place.
[C] Somewhere in his [Ab] morning _ _ [C] sunshine.
[Bb] _ [C] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ [Fm] Sunshine.
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It was on a Thursday, [Cm] mid-July, he got into his car to drive.
The guards had chose to [Bb] throw his [Ab] final dice. _
[Fm] He was off to [Cm] Eisenhower Park, to play East Meadow in New York.
The Long Island [Bb] Expressway took [Cm] his life. _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] Harry took his final breath, [Cm] the world would live with Harry's [Eb] death.
Still the genius of his [Bb] work in songs [Ab] unfurled.
_ [Fm] He was a man who took his time on earth, [Cm] proving what his life was worth.
[Eb] To find out [Bb] what would happen to this [Cm] world. _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] Now we're left with the stories of his life, [Gm] as he drives his taxi to the [Ab] skies.
No more planes to [Bb] catch, no bills [Gm] to pay.
_ _ [Ab] He was a true biddle from [Gm] America, [Ab] a visionary [Gm] who touched the stars.
_ [Ab] Now his morning [Bb] sunshine has [Cm] gone away.
_ _ [Ab] He took his [Bb] morning sunshine _ [Fm] away.
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