Althea - Grateful Dead, guitar chords

Published: 2014-01-22 21:53
Selection chords: Henry Walker

Intro: A#m G# D# G# A#m G# D# x2

A#m       G#          D#          G#  A#m         G#      D#
I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.
A#m          G#       D#      G#         A#m       G#         D#
Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.

  G#                Cm           C#          G#
I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.
  Cm                 D#         G#    A#m          G#         D#
Althea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim.

A#m         G#          D#         G#
You may be Saturdayʼs child, all alone,
A#m          G#          D#
Moving with a tinge of grace.
A#m          G#         D#           G#
You may be a clown in the burying ground,
A#m             G#       D#
Or just another pretty face.

G#                            Cm    C#                        G#
You may meet in the fate of Ophelia sleeping and penchant to dream.
Cm                    D#             A#m           G#       D#
Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.

A#m           G#            D#        G#
Ainʼt nobody messing with you, but you,
A#m               G#            D#
Your friends are getting most concerned.
A#m             G#          D#         G#    A#m       G#         D#
Loose with the truth baby itʼs your fire but baby donʼt get burned.

G#                  Cm                C#                    G#
When the smoke has cleared, she said, thatʼs what she said to me.
Cm                 D#             A#m          G#         D#
Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy.

C#                                 D#
There are things you can replace, and others you cannot.
C#                    F#
The time has come to weigh those things.
D#                          A#m            G#                D#
This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot.

A#m       G#          D#      G#    A#m        G#              D#
I told Althea Iʼm a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.
A#m         G#          D#           A#m    G#              D#
Althea told me, okay, thatʼs fine so now Iʼm trying to catch her.

G#                       Cm
Canʼt talk to you about talking to me,
      C#                            G#
Weʼre guilty of the same old thing.
Cm                     G#
Been talking a lot about less and less
A#m            G#            D#
And forgetting the love we bring.