Transpose up

(VER)

 
I don’t re
E 
member too much
 
About the  
A 
evil things we’ve done
 
I can  
C#m 
only tell you what I  
A 
saw
 
There was  
E 
rain and soot
 
There were  
A 
lovers and blood
 
And we  
C#m 
learned how to feel in the  
A 
cold
 
 
We never  
E 
talked too much
 
But she  
A 
held me in the dark
 
And the  
C#m 
time used to stop in her  
A 
hands
 
I could  
E 
feel it go hesitant
 
When it  
A 
rained in Manhattan
 
We took  
C#m 
shelter in the spare room at the  
A 
Grand

 

 
 
 
(CHO)
 
 
And she  
C#m 
calls me  
E 
baby 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Like an  
C#m 
old 
 
ro
E 
mantic 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
But it’s  
A 
hard when you’re  
E 
hurt
 
To  
C#m 
let somebody  
B 
in 
 
a
C#m 
gain 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 
 
And there’s a  
C#m 
slow song  
E 
playing 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
From a baby  
C#m 
blue 
 
Mer
E 
cedes 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Singing, “
A 
When I  
B 
get to  
E 
Heave
A 
n
 
There will  
A 
be no  
B 
more hard  
C#m 
feelings” 
 
 
E 
 
A 
 
E 
C#m 
 
E 
 
A 
 
E 
 
 
 
(VER)
 
 
“You’l
E 
l wish for these days”
 
I’ve  
A 
often heard it said
 
I  
C#m 
never found that to be  
A 
true
 
How  
E 
easy it would’ve been
 
If I’d have n
A 
ever seen you again
 
Like  
C#m 
any other story in a  
A 
book
 
 
 
(CHO)
 
 
And she  
C#m 
calls me  
E 
baby 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Like an  
C#m 
old 
 
ro
E 
mantic 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
But it’s  
A 
hard when you’re  
E 
hurt
 
To  
C#m 
let somebody  
B 
in 
 
a
C#m 
gain 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 
 
And there’s a  
C#m 
slow song  
E 
playing 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
From a baby  
C#m 
blue 
 
Mer
E 
cedes 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Singing, “
A 
When I  
B 
get to  
E 
Heave
A 
n
 
There will  
A 
be no  
B 
more hard feelings”
 
 
 
(GUITAR INTERLUDE)
 
E 
 
A 
 
E 
B 
 
A 
 
E 
C#m 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 
C#m 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 
 
 
 
(CHO)
 
 
She  
C#m 
calls me  
E 
baby 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Like an  
C#m 
old 
 
ro
E 
mantic 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
But it’s  
A 
hard when you’re  
E 
hurt
 
To  
C#m 
let somebody  
B 
in 
 
a
C#m 
gain 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 
 
And there’s a  
C#m 
slow song  
E 
playing 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
From a baby  
C#m 
blue 
 
Mer
E 
cedes 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Singing, “
A 
When I  
B 
get to  
E 
Heave
A 
n
 
There will  
E 
be no mo
B 
re hard fee
C#m 
lings” 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 

 

 
 
 
(OUTRO)
 
 
And  
C#m 
she calls me  
E 
baby 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Like an  
C#m 
old 
 
ro
E 
mantic 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
Singing, “
C#m 
When I get to  
A 
Heaven
 
There will  
E 
be no mo
B 
re hard fee
C#m 
lings” 
 
 
A 
 
E 
 
B 
 
There will  
C#m 
be no mo
B 
re hard  
E 
feelings

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