Published: 2014-01-22 21:53 Selection chords: Henry Walker
Tonality
Intro: BmAE7ABmAE7 x2
BmAE7ABmAE7
I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.
BmAE7ABmAE7
Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.
AC#mDA
I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.
C#mE7ABmAE7
Althea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim.
BmAE7A
You may be Saturdayʼs child, all alone,
BmAE7
Moving with a tinge of grace.
BmAE7A
You may be a clown in the burying ground,
BmAE7
Or just another pretty face.
AC#mDA
You may meet in the fate of Ophelia sleeping and penchant to dream.
C#mE7BmAE7
Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.
BmAE7A
Ainʼt nobody messing with you, but you,
BmAE7
Your friends are getting most concerned.
BmAE7ABmAE7
Loose with the truth baby itʼs your fire but baby donʼt get burned.
AC#mDA
When the smoke has cleared, she said, thatʼs what she said to me.
C#mE7BmAE7
Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy.
DE7
There are things you can replace, and others you cannot.
DG
The time has come to weigh those things.
E7BmAE7
This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot.
BmAE7ABmAE7
I told Althea Iʼm a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.
BmAE7BmAE7
Althea told me, okay, thatʼs fine so now Iʼm trying to catch her.
AC#m
Canʼt talk to you about talking to me,
DA
Weʼre guilty of the same old thing.
C#mA
Been talking a lot about less and less
BmAE7
And forgetting the love we bring.