I wanna learn a love song
G ~ ~ G ~ ~
Am D
- C Am G
1. I come fresh from the street, fast on my fee....t, kinda lean and lazy,
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not
much meat on my bones, and a whole lot alone,
C Am G
and
more that a little bit crazy.
Dm
C
Am Em
The old six string
was all I had to keep my belly still,
Am D C
Am G
and
for each full hour lesson I gave, I got a crisp ten-dollar bill.
Am D C Am
G
2. She was married for seven years to a concrete castle king,
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she
said she wanted to learn to play the guitar,
C Am G
and
to hear her children sing.
Dm C Am Em
So I'd show up about once a
week in my faded tight-legged jeans,
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with a
backlog full of hobo stories and dilapidated dreams.
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She said, "I wanna learn a long song full of happy things."
- D C
She said, "I wanna learn a love song, won't you let me hear you sing ?"
G
-
Am
She said, "I wanna learn a love song, I wanna hear
you play."
D C
Am G
~
She said, "I wanna learn a love song before
you go away."
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2. So I tried to teach her a couple of chords and an easy melody,
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G
but
it always turned out she'd rather listen to my guitar and me.
Dm C
I could hear her old man
laughing in the den,
Am Em
playing
stud poker with the boys,
Am D
while
I sang so soft in the living room,
C Am G
too
scared to make much noise.
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G
4. I came one week and the den was dark and she met me at the door,
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and
we sat on the couch and we sang and talked
C
Am G
'till I
could not sing no more.
Dm C Am Em
The silence kept on building,
her eyes grew much too wide,
Am D
and I
could hear both of our heart-beats,
C
but
there was no place to hide. + CHORUS + G ~ ~ G ~ ~
Am D
5. Well, I guess you know what happened,
- C Am G
my
God, I I
never been so clean,
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yes,
I feel like I'm working in a Hollywood movie,
C
Am G
or
living out a good-bad dream.
Dm C
And all them pinup girls in
that tinsel world
Am
Em
never
touched me like she can,
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it
took another man's wife in the real world life
C
to
make this boy a man. + CHORUS
C
Am G
+ I guess you know I
stayed. + C - Am - G
(Harry Chapin)