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Bm A E A Bm A E
Bm A E A
I told Althea I was feeling lost
Bm A E
Lackin' in some direction
Bm A E A
Althea told me upon scrutiny that my
Bm A E
Back might need protection
A C#m
I told Althea that treachery
D A
Was tearin' me limb from limb
C#m E
Althea told me, now, cool down boy
Bm A E
Simmer back, easy Jim
You may be Saturday's child all grown
Movin' with pinch of grace
You may be a clown in the burying ground
Or just another pretty face
You my be the fate of Ophelia
Sleepin' and perchance to dream
Honest to the point of recklessness
Self-centered to the extreme
Ain't nobody messin' with you but you
Your friends are getting most concerned
Loose with the truth baby, it's your fire
Baby, I hope you don't get burned
When the smoke has cleared she said,
That's what she said to me
Gonna want a bed to lay your head
And a little sympathy
D G
There are things you can replace
E
And others you can not
D G
The time has come to weigh those things
E
This space is getting hot
Bm A E
You know this space is getting hot.
I told Althea I'm a roving sign
And I was born to be a bachelor
Althea told me, OK, that's fine
So now I'm tryin' to catch her
Can't talk to you without talkin' to me
We're guilty of the same old thing
Thinkin' a lot about less and less
And forgetting the love we bring
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Published: 7 Apr, 2014
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