Carpenter Mary Chapin

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Carpenter Mary Chapin

Key: C

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G   G   F(9)  F(9)  G   G   F(9)  F(9) 
{intro} 
 
    C                  G              F           F 
The whippoorwills were crying in the falling rain 
C            G                 F            F 
  Far away a whistle hailed a passing train 
Am            G                 F           G 
  Out in the country summer was almost gone 
    Am                   Em            F                   G    G 
The fields were turning rusty and the hills were turning brown 
 
      C                 G                F           F 
Now I think of you when summer stars are on the rise 
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I think of you with a bottle of wine and lazy eyes 
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  Playing rock and roll songs on an old guitar 
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  Getting drunk and sleeping out in my backyard 
 
    F                G              C - G/B    Am - G 
Now sometimes I just lie awake and I hear the wind 
F                     G          C - G/B  Am - G 
Blowing through the seasons of my heart again 
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My dreams are mostly lost and found on other streets, in other towns 
    F                   G                 C   G   F   F    C   G   F   F 
But babe, you know, I still look out for you 
 
The cars were all abandoned on the city streets 
When snow had left us stranded then we used our feet 
And wound up drinking whiskey in a crowded bar 
And now when it starts storming I wonder where you are 
 
'Cause you said that I was crazy to believe in you 
You said to never trust a man who sings the blues 
Well trust and that old guitar was all you'd ever need 
If you found a way to love the girl in me 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Guitar solo: C  G  F  F etc.} 
 
Other boys I knew were just like shiny dimes 
Tossed and spent, they came and went a hundred times 
Nothing was as rough on me as giving up on you 
Now it seems like every bar in town's got boys who sing the blues 
 
{Chorus} 
 
{Fade-out: F(9)  F(9)  C(9)  C(9) etc.} 
 
 
 
- Adam Schneider, [email protected]
	        

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