SAME OLD MAN (1971) by Karen Dalton Chords
Tempo:
73.5 bpm
Chords used:
C
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [Bb]
[C] [Bb]
[C]
It's the same old lady laying out the wall Standing in the rain in her Mackintosh
Same old lady standing in the rain Thought New York was going insane
A little leaf laying on the ground Now you're turning slightly bright
Why don't you get up on the tree And turn the color green the way you want me
My mind is fading, my body grows weak Lips won't form, the words I'll speak
I'm floating away on a barrel of paint New York City won't see me again
Same old man sitting by the mill Mill wheels turning, never to turn free will
I'm circling line to behind All New York City can see is all I know
[C] [Bb]
[C]
It's the same old lady laying out the wall Standing in the rain in her Mackintosh
Same old lady standing in the rain Thought New York was going insane
A little leaf laying on the ground Now you're turning slightly bright
Why don't you get up on the tree And turn the color green the way you want me
My mind is fading, my body grows weak Lips won't form, the words I'll speak
I'm floating away on a barrel of paint New York City won't see me again
Same old man sitting by the mill Mill wheels turning, never to turn free will
I'm circling line to behind All New York City can see is all I know
Key:
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Bb
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_ _ _ _ _ _ It's the same old lady laying out the wall Standing in the rain in her Mackintosh
Same old lady standing in the rain Thought New York was going insane
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_ _ _ little leaf laying on the ground _ Now you're turning slightly bright
Why don't you get up on the tree And turn the color green the way you want me _ _
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_ My mind is fading, my body grows weak _ Lips won't form, the words I'll speak
I'm floating away on a barrel of paint New York City won't see me again _ _ _
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Same old man sitting by the mill Mill wheels turning, never to turn free will
I'm circling line to behind All New York City can see is all I know _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ It's the same old lady laying out the wall Standing in the rain in her Mackintosh
Same old lady standing in the rain Thought New York was going insane
_ _ A _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ little leaf laying on the ground _ Now you're turning slightly bright
Why don't you get up on the tree And turn the color green the way you want me _ _
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_ My mind is fading, my body grows weak _ Lips won't form, the words I'll speak
I'm floating away on a barrel of paint New York City won't see me again _ _ _
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Same old man sitting by the mill Mill wheels turning, never to turn free will
I'm circling line to behind All New York City can see is all I know _ _ _ _
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