Chords for Slim Dusty - Do You Think That I Do Not Know
Tempo:
95.725 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm standing outside my old bedroom window and it brings back memory of family days.
And talking about family, here's a track with my daughter Anne from 91 over 50,
Do You Think That I Do Not Know.
[Ab]
[Eb] They [Bb]
[Eb]
say that I never have written of love as the writer of songs [Bb] should do.
They say that I never could touch the strings for the touch that is firm [Eb] and true.
They say I know nothing of women and men in the fields where love [Ab] roses grow.
They say with [Eb] a holding pen, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
My love burst came like an English spring in the days when our hair [Bb] was brown.
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing and her hair was an [Eb] angel's crown.
The shock when another man touched her arm as the dances set in [Ab] a row.
The hope, the despair and [Eb] the false alarms, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know?
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb]
By the amber lights on the western farms, you remember the [Bb] question put.
And you held her warm in your quivering arms and you trembled from head [Eb] to [Bb] foot.
[Eb] The electric shock from her fingertips and the murmuring answer [Ab] low.
The soft, shy yielding [Eb] of warm red lips, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
She was buried at Brighton where golden sleeps when I was a world [Bb] away.
And the sad old garden it's secret keeps, but nobody [F]
[Eb] knows today.
She left a message for me to read where the wild, wide [Ab] oceans flow.
Do you know how the heart [Eb] of a man can bleed, do you think that I do not know?
[Ab]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb]
I stood by the grave where that dead girl lies, where the sunlit scene [Bb] was fair.
Neath white clouds high in the autumn sky, I answered her message [Eb] there.
All the haunting words of the dead to me shall go wherever [Ab] I go.
She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know?
[Ab] She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
And talking about family, here's a track with my daughter Anne from 91 over 50,
Do You Think That I Do Not Know.
[Ab]
[Eb] They [Bb]
[Eb]
say that I never have written of love as the writer of songs [Bb] should do.
They say that I never could touch the strings for the touch that is firm [Eb] and true.
They say I know nothing of women and men in the fields where love [Ab] roses grow.
They say with [Eb] a holding pen, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
My love burst came like an English spring in the days when our hair [Bb] was brown.
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing and her hair was an [Eb] angel's crown.
The shock when another man touched her arm as the dances set in [Ab] a row.
The hope, the despair and [Eb] the false alarms, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know?
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb]
By the amber lights on the western farms, you remember the [Bb] question put.
And you held her warm in your quivering arms and you trembled from head [Eb] to [Bb] foot.
[Eb] The electric shock from her fingertips and the murmuring answer [Ab] low.
The soft, shy yielding [Eb] of warm red lips, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
She was buried at Brighton where golden sleeps when I was a world [Bb] away.
And the sad old garden it's secret keeps, but nobody [F]
[Eb] knows today.
She left a message for me to read where the wild, wide [Ab] oceans flow.
Do you know how the heart [Eb] of a man can bleed, do you think that I do not know?
[Ab]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb]
I stood by the grave where that dead girl lies, where the sunlit scene [Bb] was fair.
Neath white clouds high in the autumn sky, I answered her message [Eb] there.
All the haunting words of the dead to me shall go wherever [Ab] I go.
She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know?
[Ab] She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
Key:
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
I'm standing outside my old bedroom window and it brings back memory of family days.
And talking about family, here's a track with my daughter Anne from 91 over 50,
Do You Think That I Do Not Know.
[Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] They _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ say that I never have written of love as the writer of songs [Bb] should do.
They say that I never could touch the strings for the touch that is firm [Eb] and true.
They say I know nothing of women and men in the fields where love [Ab] roses grow.
_ _ They say with [Eb] a holding pen, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
_ My love burst came like an English spring in the days when our hair [Bb] was brown.
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing and her hair was an [Eb] angel's crown.
The shock when another man touched her arm as the dances set in [Ab] a row.
The hope, the despair and [Eb] the false alarms, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know?
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _
By the amber lights on the western farms, you remember the [Bb] question put. _
And you held her warm in your quivering arms and you trembled from head [Eb] to [Bb] foot.
[Eb] The electric shock from her fingertips and the murmuring answer [Ab] low.
The soft, shy yielding [Eb] of warm red lips, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know? _
_ She was buried at Brighton where golden sleeps when I was a world [Bb] away.
And the sad old garden it's secret keeps, but nobody [F]
[Eb] knows today.
_ She left a message for me to read where the wild, wide [Ab] oceans flow.
Do you know how the heart [Eb] of a man can bleed, do you think that I do not know?
_ [Ab] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _
I stood by the grave where that dead girl lies, where the sunlit scene [Bb] was fair.
Neath white clouds high in the autumn sky, I answered her message [Eb] there.
All the haunting words of the dead to me shall go wherever [Ab] I go.
She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know? _
[Ab] She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
_ _ _ _ _ _
And talking about family, here's a track with my daughter Anne from 91 over 50,
Do You Think That I Do Not Know.
[Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] They _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ say that I never have written of love as the writer of songs [Bb] should do.
They say that I never could touch the strings for the touch that is firm [Eb] and true.
They say I know nothing of women and men in the fields where love [Ab] roses grow.
_ _ They say with [Eb] a holding pen, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
_ My love burst came like an English spring in the days when our hair [Bb] was brown.
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing and her hair was an [Eb] angel's crown.
The shock when another man touched her arm as the dances set in [Ab] a row.
The hope, the despair and [Eb] the false alarms, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know?
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _
By the amber lights on the western farms, you remember the [Bb] question put. _
And you held her warm in your quivering arms and you trembled from head [Eb] to [Bb] foot.
[Eb] The electric shock from her fingertips and the murmuring answer [Ab] low.
The soft, shy yielding [Eb] of warm red lips, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know? _
_ She was buried at Brighton where golden sleeps when I was a world [Bb] away.
And the sad old garden it's secret keeps, but nobody [F]
[Eb] knows today.
_ She left a message for me to read where the wild, wide [Ab] oceans flow.
Do you know how the heart [Eb] of a man can bleed, do you think that I do not know?
_ [Ab] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _
I stood by the grave where that dead girl lies, where the sunlit scene [Bb] was fair.
Neath white clouds high in the autumn sky, I answered her message [Eb] there.
All the haunting words of the dead to me shall go wherever [Ab] I go.
She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, do [Bb] you think that I do [Eb] not know? _
[Ab] She lives in the marriage [Eb] that might have been, [Bb] do you think that I do [Eb] not know?
_ _ _ _ _ _