I Don't Hurt Anymore
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D G She laughed each time she called my name D G Made promises to meet a... [no, let's, let's put it down in G]
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G G Am Four strong winds that blow lonely, D7 G Seven seas that run high, C Am D7 All these things that won't change, Come what may. G Am But our good times are all gone, D7 G And I'm bound for moving on. C Am D7 I'll look for you if you ever come this way.
Think I'll go out to Alberta, Weather's good there in the fall. Got some friends that I can go to working for,
G C/g-G C/g G G Crash on the levee mama, C/g-G C/g-G water's gonna overflow, C swamp's gonna rise, G C/g-G no boat's gonna row. C/g-G Now you can train on down to William's point, C/g-G you can bust your feet, C/g-G you can rock this joint.
C But oh mama, ain't you gonna D G C/g-G miss your best friend now. D You gonna have to find yourself G C/g-G
C C After a while we took in the clothes, Nobody said very much. Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants Which nobody really wanted to touch. F Mama come in and picked up a book An' Papa asked her what it was. C Someone else asked, What do you care? Papa said, Well, just because. G7 Then they started to take back their clothes, Hang 'em on the line. C It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine.
The very next day everybody got up Seein' if the clothes were dry.
G Am G Am Am G Went to see the gypsy, Am G Stayin' in a big hotel. Am G He smiled when he saw me coming, Am D And he said, "Well, well, well." G His room was dark and crowded, Am G Lights were low and dim. C G/b Am G How are you?" he said to me, Am I said it back to him. D G I went down to the lobby Am G To make a small call out. Am A pretty dancing girl was there,
C F6 G11 C Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? F C Who's gonna let it roll? C Em F6 G11 C Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? F C G7 C Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul? F C F C Oh, Lucky's drivin' a long, long time F C G And now he's stuck on top of the hill. F C F C With twelve forward gears, it's been a long hard climb,
F |G . . . |. . /a /b |C . . . |. /g /a /b | C F Why must you always try to make me over G7 C G7 Take me as I am or let me go C C7 F White lilies never grow on stalks of clover G7 C F C /c-b-a Take me as I am or let me go.
G7 C You're tryin' to reshape me in a mold love D7 F G In the image of someone you used to know C /b C7/Bb F