I Think Ill Disappear Now(Chords)

	        {Intro - 4/4 time, 4 distinct beats per chord except for Csus4 C 
   and {Dm-C}, which are each 4 beats total} 
 
    Bb C F Csus4 Bb Csus4 C F Bb F {Dm C} 
 
     
  {Vocal Intro} 
 
    F            Bb                      F         Dm 
    Running into you like this without a warning 
    C       Bb                     C            F 
    is like catching a sniff of te quila in the morning. 
    Dm                 Bb 
    But I'll try, I'll try to keep my food down. 
    F                               Dm 
    That's quite an aftertaste that you've left now that 
    Gm           C       Bb  Csus4  C 
    you're not a round. 
 
 {Verses} 
 
    F                          Bb                 F           Dm  Csus4 
    You can just pretend we're not in the         same room. 
    I'll buy a fast car and    drive it fast      from here. 
    Well, you can bet that     I'll forget how it was then, 
 
    Bb                        C            F 
    Well alright I'll just    mosey to the bathroom. 
    There's a beach I haven't seen since   last year. 
    all the drives to your    farm for the weekend. 
 
    Dm                   Bb    
    You flew by like a   summer vacation 
    It's far, but I like night drives 
    But I've seen the    swimsuit magazines 
 
    F                    Dm                Gm     C 
    and you left me with TV movies and a   messy  kitchen 
    it just makes it     nicer when I      do ar  rive. 
    and I've smelled te  quila first thing in the morning. 
 
 {Chorus} 
 
    Bb      C          F      
    I think I'll disap pear now, slip out sideways. 
    Bb         C             Am             Dm   
    Just for a while, but un til then, I'll stay in and sleep late.  Ex - 
    Bb 
    cuse me. 
 
 {Extended Chorus (play 2nd and 3d times through)} 
 
    Csus   C  Gm                  C         
              Aren't you going to miss me?   
    Gm                  F            Dm       Bm          F   B 
    Aren't you going to even say one thing to me anymore. 
 

	        

Written by Brad Roberts