Intro :Bm F#m (x4)
He Bmsits all aF#mlone, Bmplaying his guiF#mtar
BmIn the F#mback of a Bmsmall caF#mfé
No Bmone seems to F#mhear so he Bmcloses his F#meyes
GJust lets the Dmusic F#7take him aBmway
GSinging songs of Dlove, Gsongs of broken F#7hearts
He's Bmworn out his Eluck and his Bmlast pair of Ejeans
But you Bmkeep going Eon when you're Bmliving on Edreams
You can Gfeel it inDside and the F#7guitar don't Bmlie F#m Bm F#m
There's a Bmlady he F#mknows, who Bmoften comes F#mby
BmShe's a niceF#m little girl aBmnd she's heavily into tF#mhe blues
She Bmrequests the F#msame song Bmevery F#mnight
GSays it reDminds her of F#7someone she BmknewF#m Bm F#m
A Gtrace of her perDfume Gfloats across the F#7room
BmOnce they were Eclose, Bmshared all their Edreams
But now Bmall that he Efeels is a Bmphysical Ething
They grow Gslowly aDpart and the F#7guitar don't Bmlie F#m
Some Bmnights it gets F#mcold, it Bmmakes him aF#mware
BmThe time'sF#m moving on anBmd it's slippiF#mng away
BmIf you look F#mclose at his Bmdark curly F#mhair
GUnder the Dlights there's F#7traces of gBmrey
But he Gknows what it's Dall aGbout, to feel down and F#7out
He's Bmbeen there beEfore, Bmhe's seen it Eall
And you Bmlearn to surEvive with your Bmback to the Ewall
It's a Gcrazy old Dlife and the F#7guitar don't Bmlie,
F#7The guitar don't lBmie ..F#m. Bm F#m Bm F#m Bm