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Up to Me

E                    B(ii)         A                         A'   (E)
Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a thing,
E                     B(ii)                A                                A'
Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing.
    B(vii)            E                           /b     A       A'
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an enemy,
E              E/b
 I know you're long gone,
  A                        E
I guess it must be up to me.
  E         B(vii)  E       A

Shelter from the Storm

E                B         A               E
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
     E               B              A
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
  E                B             A
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
      E                    B        A                E
"Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm."

B A E E B A E

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word

Idiot Wind

Organ version (September 16 1974)

Intro: Am  .  .  .  Bsus4  .  B(vii)  .  E

Am                         Bsus4             Bvii           E
Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press
Am                                Bsus4              B(vii)         E
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it but when they will I can only guess.
     C#m          G#m                A                E

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