Chords for Saffire the Uppity Blues Women - "He Makes it Hard for Me to Sing the Blues" 06 07 09

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_ _ _ _ We're going to go back to [B] a _ _ song that we did on [Eb] our _ _ [C] Ink and Hush album, I think.
[B] Anyway, _ it's a song I wrote about the problem _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
that I [A] have as a blues [B] musician,
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thinking about stuff to write about when [Eb] everything's going so great.
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[Eb] mean, in addition [E] to being able to play music with these lovely [Bb] ladies,
and for all y'all, _ hey, you can tell I'm not from here, y'all y [N]'all.
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_ Hey?
It's a lady in pink, right? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bbm] Anyway, in addition to that problem, I also have somebody at home who is a problem
[C] only because he treats me right, so. _ _
So I _ _ [G] _ _ _
wrote this song about that problem.
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When I wake up in the morning, _ he's always by my side,
bringing me my breakfast, and he keeps me _ satisfied.
[C] He carries a little paper, and he reads me [G] all the news. _ _ _
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[Bb] _ He really makes it [A] a hard song, [Ab] he that singer [G] of blues. _ _ _ _
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He never treats me roughly, he always _ understands.
He never answers gruffly, he's an ordinary _ man.
[C] He doesn't raise his voice, _ sure wouldn't raise [G] a prunus. _ _ _
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[Bb] _ He really makes it [A] a hard song, [Ab] he that singer [G] of blues.
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[C] _ Grabbing on to some [Gm] love songs as I live age,
[G] I want to grab on to him now with wrath and rage.
[C] Need to find a love [G]
who takes him flight, _
[D] but I like any sweetness and light. _ _ _ _
[G] I have his name, he kisses, _ oh he loves me all night long.
He always does me right, he never does me wrong.
[C] He is a perfect lover, _ but he sure makes some [G] lousy views. _ _ _
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[Bb] _ He really makes it a [A] hard song, he [Ab] that [G] singer of blues. _ _ _
This one's for you,
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[G] _ _ _ _ Fanny.
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[C] I'd rather not sing the [D] love songs, I'm not new age.
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I want to grind in those filled with wrath and rage.
[C] I need to find a lover who is [Gm] truly mine.
_ Stop the same old blues [G] with a [D] smile, _ _ [Ab]
oh [G] ain't you _ believe me? _
I'm tired at our feet, my baby brings me chocolate.
She really loves my [Db]
feet, [C] and I can't [D] believe it [C] when I just _ [E] see her [G] lose. _ _
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[Bb] _ _ He really makes it a [A] hard song, he [Ab] that singer of blues.
[Bb] Ask for a glass of water, and [A] I get a time ranger.
_ [Bb] He really, really _ [A] makes it a hard [Ab] song, he that singer [G] of blues. _
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_ _ Thank you so much! _ _ _ _ _
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