MISCELLANEOUS ARTISTS
There are several songs I've done for artists for whom I don't have individual pages -- some favorites of mine, some by special request -- and it seemed like a waste not to include them on the site, so here they are.



THE L&N DON'T STOP HERE ANYMORE . . . Jean Ritchie

Got this one from Michelle Shocked's album "Short Sharp Shocked."

Intro: (Em)(D)(Em) -- (Em)(D)(Em) -- (Em)(D)(Em) -- (C)(D)(Em) -- (C)(D)(Em)

(Em)When I was a (D)curly-headed (Em)baby
My daddy set me (D)down on his (Em)knee
Saying "Son, you go to (D)school, you learn your (Em)letters
Now don't you (C)be no dusty (D)miner boy like (Em)me''

CHORUS:
I was (D)born and raised at the mouth of the Hazard (Em)Holler
Where the (D)coal carts rolled and rumbled past my (Em)door
But now they stand in a (D)rusty row of all (Em)empties
Because the (C)L&N don't (D)stop here any(Em)more

I (Em)used to think my (D)daddy was a (Em)black man
With scrip enough to (D)buy the company (Em)store
But now he goes to (D)town with empty (Em)pockets
And Lord, his (C)face is white as the (D)February (Em)snow

CHORUS

Never (Em)thought I'd live to (D)learn to love the (Em)coal dust
Never thought I'd pray to (D)hear those temples (Em)roar
But God I wish the (D)grass would turn to (Em)money
And then them (C)greenbacks would fill my (D)pockets once (Em)more

CHORUS

Last (Em)night I dreamed I (D)went down to the (Em)office
To get my payday (D)like I done be(Em)fore
But them old kudzu vines they was (D)covering over the (Em)doorway
And there was (C)leaves and grass growing (D)right up through the (Em)floor

CHORUS


MEMORIES OF EAST TEXAS . . . Michelle Shocked

Intro: (G)(C) -- (G)(D)(G)

(G)Memories of East Texas and (C)pine-green rolling (D)hills
(G)Covered in the springtime with (C)golden daffo(D)dils
(C)Rowing on Sandy (D)Lake come April
(G)Harvesting (G/F#)hay in (Em)June
(C)Sitting by the road watching well-fires burn
By an old October (D)moon

(C)I learned to drive on those (D)East Texas red clay (G)backroads
And I (C)mean to tell you my (D)friend they weren't no (G)easy roads
You had to (C)watch out for all the (D)curves
(G)Down by (G/F#)Kelsey (Em)Creek
And (C)detour through the Lindsay's pasture
When the water ran too (D)deep

(G)Memories of East Texas and (C)Gilmore County Seat of (D)Upshur
(G)Looking back and asking myself
"What the (C)hell'd ya let 'em break your (D)spirit for?"
You know their (C)lives ran in circles so (D)small
They (G)thought they'd (G/F#)seen it (Em)all
And they (C)could not make a place for a girl who'd seen the (D)ocean

(C)I learned to drive on those (D)East Texas red clay (G)backroads
And I (C)mean to tell you my (D)friend they weren't no (G)easy roads
You had to (C)watch out for all the (D)curves
(G)Down by (G/F#)Kelsey (Em)Creek
And (C)detour through the Lindsay's pasture
When the water ran too (D)deep

(C)(D)(G)
(C)(D)(G)
(C)(D)(G)(G/F#)(Em)
(C)(D)(G)

But those (C)memories of East Texas and those (C)pine-green rolling (D)hills
(G)Covered in the springtime with those (C)wild daffo(D)dils
(C)Sitting in those piney (D)woods
(G)Playing (G/F#)my gui(Em)tar
(C)Thinking back on the roads I'd come
Thinking I had not (D)come that far

(C)I learned to drive on those (D)East Texas red clay (G)backroads
And I (C)mean to tell you my (D)friend they weren't no (G)easy roads
You had to (C)watch out for all the (D)curves
(G)Down by (G/F#)Kelsey (Em)Creek
And (C)detour through the Lindsay's pasture
When the water ran too (D)deep

(C)(D)(G)(G/F#)(Em)
(C)(D)(G)


LATE FOR DINNER . . . Darryl Purpose

Capo III

(Am)Sheppard served in Pharaoh's Army (G)nineteen sixty-eight
(Fmaj7)Came home with his (G)body parts in(Am)tact
Spent a year inside his room (G)smokin' cigarettes
(Fmaj7)Never talked a(G)bout it after (Am)that
Shep and I got married on the (G)day Nixon resigned
(Fmaj7)Honeymooned down (G)Mexicali (Am)way
Sometimes when he held me tight he'd (G)look like he was blind
Or (Fmaj7)starin' at a (G)graveyard far a(Am)way

CHORUS
And if he (C)blew in through that doorway (G)today
Like a (Dm)long-forgotten echo of (Am)win(G)ter
I (C)don't know if I'd shoot him in the (G)face
(Fmaj7)Or tell him (G)that he's late (Am)for dinner

(Am)For thirteen years my love grew for this (G)solitary man
Who re(Fmaj7)acted strong when (G)anyone would (Am)cross me
With hard looks, fisticuffs, (G)if it came to that
(Fmaj7)He did the little (G)things that said he (Am)loved me
And in the morning he would cook for me and (G)drop me off to work
(Fmaj7)Kiss me on the (G)cheek to start my (Am)day
There was no warning the last time (G)he would not come no more
There (Famj7)was no time to (G)memorize his (Am)face

CHORUS

(Am)Now I almost went to look for him, (G)but couldn't find the nerve
(Fmaj7)Somethin' there did (G)not sit right with (Am)me
I realize this battle is (G)not what I deserved
Chasing (Fmaj7)Israelites (G)through parted (Am)seas

CHORUS


HOW IT COMES TO THIS . . . Beth Amsel

Capo I

(G)Come quick the fire's dead
It's an (D)ashen pale from a coal hot red
And (Em)this is how it goes out you said
(C9)Hmmm(D)

I (G)shut my eyes and squeeze them tight
(D)Pace myself with a fond goodnight
And (Em)hope against hope that I'll be alright
(C9)Hmmm(D)

And (Em)oh how it (D/F#)comes to (G)this
(Em)A sorry (D/F#)ending from that first (G)promising (C)kiss
You don't (Em)always re(D/F#)ceive
The equal (G)measure of what you (C)spend
I am homeward (D/F#)bound a(G)gain (C)(G)

(G)Ride out of town on a narrow gauge rail
You (D)send me letters through the U.S. mail
With (Em)flowered stamps you leave a post mark trail
(C9)Hey(D)

And (G)every passage hurts like hell
Try to (D)prove ourselves worthy through the stories we tell
And con(Em)vince each other that it's just as well
(C9)Hey(D)

And (Em)oh how it (D/F#)comes to (G)this
(Em)A sorry (D/F#)ending from that first (G)beautiful (C)kiss
You don't (Em)always re(D/F#)ceive
The equal (G)measure of what you (C)spend
I am homeward (D/F#)bound a(G)gain

(D) 4 bars
(Em) 2 bars
(C9) 2 bars
(G) 2 bars
(D) 4 bars

I (G)catch your voice across the telephone
You (D)just couldn't leave well enough alone
You add (Em)insult to injury and then a dial tone
(C9)Hey(D)

(G)I guess I could be spitting mad
I could (D)tear through the house burning what we had
But I (Em)won't feel better, no I won't feel that
(C9)Hey(D)

And (Em)oh how it (D/F#)comes, it comes to (G)this
(Em)There's no sadder (D/F#)ending than that last (G)farewell (C)kiss
You don't (Em)always re(D/F#)ceive
The equal (G)measure of what you (C)spend
I am homeward (D/F#)bound
I am (Em)homeward (G)bound
I am (C)homeward (D/F#)bound a(C)gain (D/F#)(G)

CHORUS


HEY MARYANN . . . Don Brody

From the wonderful NJ-based duo The Marys: Don Brody and Connie Sharar. Tragically, Don died in late 1997 after releasing one CD, "Back This Way." "Hey Maryann" and "The Day Roy Orbison Died" are two songs I first heard Don (and his partner at the time, Ann Walsh) perform at an open mike at a place called "Live Tonight" in Hoboken, NJ . . . gosh, back in the late 80's, I think . . . and which were first released on a demo tape called "Your Friends, The Marys." Great stuff.

Capo III

Intro: (G)(C)(D) . . . (G)(C)(D)

(G)I've got a problem and (C)it's as (D)serious
(G)As a problem can (C)be (D)
(G)Mathematics was (C)not my (D)subject
But (G)one and one just won't make (C)three (D)

(Em)Someone saw, someone (C)lied
Something changed, something (Em)died
Someone stole, someone (C)paid
Don't you (D)look at me that (G)way

(G)Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann

(G)I guess I owe you one
(C)I guess you (D)owe me one
(G)The cards were dealt, the hands were (C)played (D)
(G)The game is over and (C)something (D)tells me
That (G)I will just be in the (C)way (D)

(Em)Where's commitment and where is (C)trust?
One had passion, one had (Em)lust
Someone stole, someone (C)paid
Don't you (D)look at me that (G)way

(G)Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann

(D)Someone wanted
Someone (C)couldn't
Someone (G)tried
(D)Someone pleaded
Someone (C)crawled
Someone (D)cri(G)ed

(G)Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann

(G)Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(C)ann
Hey, (D)hey Mary(G)ann (C)(G)

©Blessed Marys Music/BMI


THE DAY ROY ORBISON DIED . . . Don Brody

(G)I came home early
One fine Wednesday morn(G/F#)ing
(Em)Something was waiting for me
There without warning
(C)Something had happened
I couldn't believe my (G)eyes (D)

(G)I turned the knob
And the front door swung o(G/F#)pen
The (Em)closets were empty
Our picture was broken
(C)Either you'd packed up and left
Or we'd been burglar(G)ized

Oo-(D)ooh, that doesn't (Am)matter to (C)me (D)
That's just a (Am)bad memo(C)ry, woah-(D)oh
The day that (Am)you picked to (C)leave
Was the (D)day Roy Orbison (G)died

(G)I don't think some things
You ever get used (G/F#)to
(Em)I don't think some things
You're really supposed to
(C)I see your face every time that I turn out the (G)light (D)

But the (G)song that was playing
The first time I kissed you
(G/F#)Is the (Em)song that is playing
Tonight when I miss you
(C)I don't think some things are every supposed to seem (G)right

Oo-(D)ooh, that doesn't (Am)matter to (C)me (D)
That's just a (Am)bad memo(C)ry, woah-(D)oh
The day that (Am)you picked to (C)leave
Was the (D)day Roy Orbison (G)died

(G)My sister only had three 45 records
(G/F#)And (Em)she used to play them over and over
Un(C)til she had every note
Every word memor(G)ized (D)

(G)And every time I hear "Only the Lone(G/F#)ly"
(Em)And every time I hear "Oh Pretty Woman"
Or (C)"Crying"
I feel like he's still a(G)live

Oo-(D)ooh, that doesn't (Am)matter to (C)me (D)
That's just a (Am)bad memo(C)ry, woah-(D)oh
The day that (Am)you picked to (C)leave
Was the (D)day Roy Orbison (G)died (G/F#)(Em)(C)(G)

©Blessed Marys Music/BMI


LAST EXIT TO EDEN . . . D. McTaggert/D. Tyson

From Canadian singer/songwriter Amanda Marshall's 1995 debut CD.

Capo II

Dsus2: x00230
Asus2: x02200

(Em)The walls are (Dsus2)thin here in this (Asus2)motel room
(Em)Some fool is (Dsus2)raging over(Asus2)head
And he's (Em)preaching the (Dsus2)gospel ac(Asus2)cording (Em)to
(G)(Asus2)Johnny Walker (Em)Red

(Em)Four hundred (Dsus2)miles talking (Asus2)to myself
(Em)Me and your (Dsus2)memory and a (Asus2)beer
(Em)I tell my(Dsus2)self I'm (Asus2)gonna be al(Em)right
(G)But it's (Asus2)still not (Em)clear (D)

(C)Did I just (D)miss the (Em)last exit to Eden (D)
(C)Is this the (D)only love I'll (Em)know (D)
(C)Like a Judas (D)kiss did (Em)my (Dsus2)heart be(Asus2)tray me
(C)Back on the (D)road I (G)ne(Dsus2)ver (Asus2)chose

(Em)There are some (Dsus2)sins that you can (Asus2)justify
(Em)But not the (Dsus2)one I'm guilty (Asus2)of
(Em)I had a (Dsus2)choice one (Asus2)last chance a(Em)go
(G)But I (Asus2)turned my back on (Em)love (D)

(C)Did I just (D)miss the (Em)last exit to Eden (D)
(C)Is this the (D)only love I'll (Em)know (D)
(C)Like a Judas (D)kiss did (Em)my (Dsus2)heart be(Asus2)tray me
(C)Back on the (D)road I (G)ne(Dsus2)ver (Asus2)chose

(Em)I can hear the (Dsus2)man upstairs, he's (Asus2)crying out:
(Em)"Fall on your (Dsus2)knees, the end is (Asus2)near"
(Em)We both may need a (Dsus2)savior, to(Asus2)night I fear that (Em)mine
Is the (G)one that I left (Asus2)waiting far from (Em)here (D)

(C)Did I just (D)miss the (Em)last exit to Eden (D)
(C)Is this the (D)only love I'll (Em)know (D)
(C)Like a Judas (D)kiss did (Em)my (Dsus2)heart be(Asus2)tray me
(C)Back on the (D)road I never (Em)chose (D)

(C)Did I just (D)miss the (Em)last exit to Eden (D)
(C)Is this the (D)only love I'll (Em)know (D)
(C)Like a Judas (D)kiss did (Em)my (Dsus2)heart be(Asus2)tray me
(C)Back on the (D)road I (G)ne(Dsus2)ver (Asus2)chose

(Em)Did I just miss the last exit to (G)E(Asus2)den
(Em)Did I just miss my only way (G)out of (Asus2)here
(Em)Did I just miss the last exit to (G)E(Asus2)den
(Em)Did I just miss my only way (G)out(Asus2) . . . (Em)--(G)(Asus2) . . . fade


THE WATER IS WIDE . . . Traditional/Karla Bonoff

There are many versions of this traditional song, but my favorite is from Karla Bonoff's "Restless Nights" album.

Playing this song as Karla does really relies on accentuating the bass notes as you fingerpick the chords. So in the chord diagrams, the lowest string I indicate without an "x" should be the one you pluck, although you may actually be fingering a lower string. In the case of the (Bm), for example, you'd ordinarily play it as a barre chord with your first finger covering all strings including the low E. But as you'll see since I wrote it "x24432", make sure that the lowest note you pluck is the second fret on the 5th string. This will help you accomplish the fact that the first two lines in each verse are really just a series of bass line walkdown sequences . . . which you can hear clearly on Karla's recording.

That rule also holds for the high strings. On the (G) chord which I've written as "32003x", the highest note you should pluck is the 3rd fret on the 2nd string.

The only thing I'll have trouble describing is the sequence at the end of each of the first and fourth lines of each verse, which I've indicated with an asterisk. It's really a D-based hammer-on/pull-off bit where you'll finger the (D) chord, add a pinky on the third fret to make it a (Dsus4), pull it off to go back to the (D), pull off the second fret to make it a (Dsus2), then add the middle finger back to the second fret to go back to the full (D). I hope that makes sense. Now here are the chords:

D: xx0232
D/B: x20232

When I play the (D/B), I wrap my thumb around to get the 2nd fret on the 5th string, but if you can't do that, what you may just want to do is pull your middle finger off the 1st string to hit that note, which would then make the chord x2023x. Or, you may choose to move your index finger from the 3rd string instead. If you do that (x20x32), just make sure you don't pluck the now open G string.

Em7: 020030
Asus: x02230
D/C#: 04023x (This is just a walkdown to the Bm)
Bm: x24432
Bm/A: x04432
G: 32003x
G/F#: 20033x (This is also part of a walkdown sequence)
A: x02220
F#m: xx4222
D7sus2: xx0210
Em: 022000

Intro: (D)(D/B)(Em7)(Asus)(D)*

The (G)water (A)is (D)wide(D/B) (Em7)I (Asus)can't cross (D)over *
And nei(D/C#)ther (Bm)have(Bm/A) (G)I (G/F#)wings to (Asus)fly (A)
Give me a (F#m)boat (D7sus2)that can carry (G)two (G/F#)(Em)
And (Asus)both shall (F#m)row (Em)my (Asus)love (A)and (D)I *

Well (G)love (A)is (D)gentle(D/B) (Em7)and (Asus)love is (D)kind *
The swee(D/C#)test (Bm)flower(Bm/A) (G)when (G/F#)first it's (Asus)new (A)
But love grows (F#m)old (D7sus2)and waxes (G)cold (G/F#)(Em)
And (Asus)fades (F#m)away (Em)like (Asus)mor(A)nin' (D)dew *

There (G)is (A)a (D)ship(D/B) (Em7)and she (Asus)sails the (D)sea *
She's load(D/C#)ed (Bm)deep(Bm/A) (G)as (G/F#)deep can (Asus)be (A)
But not as (F#m)deep (D7sus2)as the love I'm (G)in (G/F#)(Em)
I (Asus)know not (F#m)how (Em)I (Asus)sink (A)or (D)swim *

The (G)water (A)is (D)wide(D/B) (Em7)I (Asus)can't cross (D)over *
And nei(D/C#)ther (Bm)have(Bm/A) (G)I (G/F#)wings to (Asus)fly (A)
Give me a (F#m)boat (D7sus2)that can carry (G)two (G/F#)(Em)
And (Asus)both shall (F#m)row (Em)my (Asus)love (A)and (D)I *
And (G)both shall (Asus)row(A) my love and (D)I *


MY FATHER'S SHOES . . . Cliff Eberhardt

Intro: (G)(D)(Em)(C)(D) . . . (G)(D)(Em)(C)(D)

(G)I will be (D)thankful for the (Em)gifts that were given (C)(D)
(G)I will not (D)turn my (Em)back on the past (C)(D)
(G)You should not resent (D)me for (Em)moving forward (C)(D)
(G)I cannot recti(D)fy all the (Em)things that went (C)bad (D)for (G)you (D)

(Em)I cannot (Bm)move where these four (C)walls sur(D)round (G)me
(Em)Even (Bm)though it may be (C)right for (D)you (G)
(Em)I cannot (Bm)see through a(C)nother (D)man's (G)eyes
(Em)I will not (Bm)walk in my (C)fa(D)ther's (G)shoes

(G)(D)(Em)(C)(D) . . . (G)(D)(Em)(C)(D)

(G)They came here for (D)reasons that have (Em)long been forgotten (C)(D)
(G)An escape from a (D)life(Em) that was not their (C)own (D)
(G)But they've passed down(D) possessions(Em) through the gener(C)ations (D)
(G)Here you will (D)live in your (Em)father's home (C)(D)

(Em)For is it the (Bm)brave who des(C)troy (D)the (G)circle
(Em)There are no (Bm)heroes who (C)gamble (D)and (G)lose
(Em)I do not re(Bm)semble the (C)face (D)in the (G)picture
(Em)I will not (Bm)walk in my (C)fa(D)ther's (G)shoes
(Em)I will not (Bm)walk in my (C)fa(D)ther's (G)shoes

(G)(D)(Em)(C)(D) . . . (G)(D)(Em)(C)(D)

(Em)I cannot improve on what (C)you (D)have cre(G)ated
(D)I cannot im(C)press you with the (G/B)things that I (D)see
(Em)I never have asked you for (C)too (D)many (G)favors
(D)I never have (C)asked you to (G/B)be more like (D)me

(Em)Would I be (Bm)selfish to (C)alter (D)the (G)order
(Em)Would I be (Bm)foolish to not (C)follow (D)you (G)
But (Em)I have the (Bm)strength to walk (C)past (D)all that (G)you have
(Em)I will not (Bm)walk in my (C)fa(D)ther's (G)shoes
(Em)I will not (Bm)walk in my (C)fa(D)ther's (G)shoes

(G)(D)(Em)(C)(D) . . . (G)(D)(Em)(C)(D)
(G)(D)(Em)(C)(D) . . . (G)(D)(Em)(C)(D)(G)


RODEO BOY . . . Fred Eaglesmith

Capo II

The only Fred Eaglesmith CD that I own is the live "Ralph's Last Show," so this version of that song may not be true to the original studio version. In fact, I'm primarily only familiar with Fred through the songs that other singers have covered, so if you're interested, you can find "Wilder Than Her" on my Dar Williams page, and "Freight Train" on my Kasey Chambers page.

Emsus: 022200

Intro: (Em)(Emsus) . . . 8x

Well (Em)up and down these empty streets
(G)Out there in the noonday heat
(D)Dusty hair and tired feet
I'm (Am)wondering about her

(Em)Kickin' in them old tin cans
(G)Clickin' sticks along the fence
(D)Wonderin' where the good times went
(Am)I'm not really sure

CHORUS:
A (Em)rodeo boy
A (G)rodeo boy
A (D)rodeo boy
In a one-horse (Am)town

(Em)Down at the old café
(G)People throwin' looks my way
I (D)guess they don't know what to say
(Am)Since they heard the news

A (Em)small town boy, a city girl
She (G)took him right out of his world
(D)Left him standing on the curb
(Am)Now he's got the blues

CHORUS (2x)

So (Em)I don't ride anymore
My (G)saddle hangs behind the door
My (D)boots are standing on the floor
I (Am)walk around in shoes

(Em)I guess I can catch a train
I keep (G)hopin' that her mind'll change
(D)Hopin' she'll come back again
I (Am)guess I'm just a fool

CHORUS


ST. MARY'S OF REGRET . . . Susan Werner

DADGAD
Capo V

D: 000200
G*: 020000
Em: 220000
D/F#: 440200
G: 550000
A: 002200
Bm: x24000

*In the break between the second and third verses, add an F# note on the high E string and play the chords as follows:

D: 000204
D/C#: 040204
D/B: 020204

Intro: (D)(G*) . . . 4x

(Em)I'm wearing that (D/F#)dress
I've pulled on those (G)gloves
I put on my (D/F#)veil
We once were in (Em)love
We once had it (D/F#)all
The entire (G)sky
We threw it (D/F#)away
And I (A)wonder why (Bm)passion's always half im(G)possi(D/F#)bility
But (G)lovers that we lose we never (D/F#)dare for(G)get
We visit them in mourning in De(D/F#)cember and in (G)May
In the (Em)graveyard of (A)St. Mary's (D)of Regret (G*)(D)(G*)

(Em)The end of the (D/F#)street
The wrought iron (G)gate
The cobblestone (D/F#)path
The names and the (Em)date
The anxious hel(D/F#)lo
The everyday (G)laugh
The intimate (D/F#)tears
The (A)epitaph (Bm)"passion's always half im(G)possi(D/F#)bility . . . "
But (G)lovers that we lose we never (D/F#)dare for(G)get
We visit them in mourning in De(D/F#)cember and in (G)May
In the (Em)graveyard of (A)St. Mary's (D)of Regret

*(D)(D/C#)(D/B) . . . 4x

(Em)You're married by (D/F#)now
She's kind, I sup(G)pose
Does she know what she (D/F#)has
Does she tell you she (Em)knows
Do you put on the (D/F#)suit
Do you try on the (G)tie
Do you walk through that (D/F#)gate
Do you (A)wonder why (Bm)passion's always half im(G)possi(D/F#)bility
But (G)lovers that we lose we never (D/F#)dare for(D/F#)get
Maybe someday there I'll see you in De(D/F#)cember or in (G)May
In the (Em)graveyard of (A)St. Mary's (D)of Regret
In the (Em)graveyard of (A)St. Mary's (D)of Regret

(D)(G*) . . . 4x . . . then end on (D)


GOOD THING . . . Patty Larkin

I think that Patty actually plays this song in some bizarre open tuning, CGCGCD or something like that, but this transcription should get you pretty close.

Capo III

Asus: x02230

(For the intro, just play the chords from the verse one time through)

Well I've (D)heard (Asus)enough
And I've (D)seen (Asus)enough
And I (G)know enough (Asus)to (D)know
I know a (D)good (Asus)thing when I (D)see (Asus)it
And it's a (G)bad thing (Asus)to let (D)go

Well I've (D)been (Asus)around
I've been (D)up and (Asus)down
Until I (G)bent out (Asus)of con(D)trol
With your (D)world (Asus)all in (D)mo(Asus)tion
Got to put a (G)ball and chain (Asus)on your (D)soul

(F#m)All those angels (G)running
(F#m)Picking (G)up the pieces
(Em)Putting (D/F#)back together (G)hearts broke long (Asus)ago
I know a (D)good (Asus)thing when I (D)see (Asus)it
And it's a (G)bad thing (Asus)to let (D)go

There will (D)al(Asus)ways
Be (D)lov(Asus)ers
With (G)borders (Asus)of their (D)own
And you may (D)charge (Asus)across
In a golden (D)char(Asus)iot
But you will (G)never (Asus)be (D)home

I had (D)dreams (Asus)like
Distant (D)thun(Asus)der
I had (G)hope like a prayer (Asus)un(D)heard
Now this is (D)no(Asus)thing
Less than (D)per(Asus)fect
In a (G)less than per(Asus)fect (D)world

(F#m)All those angels (G)running
(F#m)Picking (G)up the pieces
(Em)Putting (D/F#)back together (G)hearts broke long (Asus)ago
I know a (D)good (Asus)thing when I (D)see (Asus)it
And it's a (G)bad thing (Asus)to let (D)go


THE KIND OF LOVE YOU NEVER RECOVER FROM . . . Christine Lavin

Capo III

C: x32013
D/F#: 200230
Cm: 335543 (barre chord, or play the simple version xx5543, which is basically just a Bm chord moved up one fret

(G)I know a couple
She (C)sits in a rocking (G)chair working puzzles
He (C)watches TV up(Bm)stairs
She's got a secret she has (Em)never let out
(A7)A man she thinks he never (D7)knew about
(G)She hasn't seen him in (C)thirty years
The (G)mention of his name doesn't (C)bring on tears
If you (Bm)ask her "Are there (Em)any regrets?"
She'll tell you (A7)"No"
But she (D7)never forgets

It was the (C)kind of love you (D/F#)never recover (Bm)from
Even though she found (Em)another one to (Am)take his place
She never (D)will escape the truth
At (C)times like this
When the (D/F#)moon is bright
When the (Bm)air is foggy like it (E)is tonight
(Am)She'll think about what might have been
(D7)If she had just held on to him

(G)I know a man who has (C)done it all
He sailed the (G)oceans
Climbed the mountains (C)of Nepal
(Bm)He lives high up on the (Em)avenue
With a (A7)beautiful wife
Lovely (D7)children too
(G)But there's a woman he still (C)dreams about
(G)Certain things he's learned to (C)live without
If you (Bm)ask him "Are there (Em)any regrets?"
He'll tell you (A7)"No"
But he (D7)never forgets

It was the (C)kind of love you (D/F#)never recover (Bm)from
Even though he found (Em)another one to (Am)take her place
He never (D7)will escape the truth
At (C)times like this
When the (D/F#)moon is bright
When the (Bm)air is foggy like it (E)is tonight
(Am)He'll think about what might have been
If he (D7)had not let her
Slip away (G)from him

I read about a (C)woman who said
She (Cm)never regretted
(Bm)Anything she'd ever done
Such (A7)arrogant words always seem to be spoken by (D)those
Who then die (D7)young

(G)So here am I
(C)Looking at you
Oh (G)tell me
What are we (C)gonna do?
(Bm)Am I destined to (Em)be your regret
(A7)Are you that one I'll (D)never forget?
(G)Years from now will we (C)curse the day
(G)You let me let you (C)walk away
(Bm)Isn't this too dear a (Em)price to pay
For the (A7)freedom
Of going (D7)separate ways?

This is the (C)kind of love you (D/F#)never recover (Bm)from
Don't tell me that I'm (Em)gonna find another one to (Am)take your place
I never (D7)will escape the truth
At (C)times like this
When the (D/F#)moon is bright
When the (Bm)air is foggy like it (E)is tonight
(Am)I'll think how sweet life could be
If you would (D)stay with me
Oh stay with me

This is the (C)kind of love you (D/F#)never recover (Bm)from
Don't tell me that I'm (Em)gonna find another one to (Am)take your place
(D7)And try to face the truth
(C)Let me hold you (D/F#)close tonight
The (Bm)fog has lifted
The (Em)moon is so bright
(Am)Think how sweet life could be
If you would (D)stay with me
Oh (D7)stay with me
This is the (C)kind of love you (D/F#)never recover (Bm)from (Em)
This is the (C)kind of love you (D)never recover (G)from (C)(G)