What mattered most
C - F -
C
C F C
1. I thought I knew, the girl so well,
F C
if
she was sad, I couldn't tell.
C F C
I missed the point, I missed
the signs,
F C
so if
she's gone, the fault is mine.
Dm - F C
I know, I know, a whole lot of little things,
Dm - F C
and
even though, I could face them one
by one,
G - G7
she
would still be gone.
C F G
Her eyes are blue, her hair is long, sixty-four
she was born,
C F
in Baton Rouge, the very song is
in my life.
G Am C F
I memorized her ev'ry move, I knew her books,
her car, her clothes,
C
F G C
but I paid, no attention to what
mattered most.
C
F C
2. I never asked, she never said.
F C
and
when she cried I turned my head.
C
F C
She dreamed her dreams behind
closed doors
F C
that
made them easy to ignore.
Dm - F C
And I know, I know, I missed the forest for the trees.
Dm
- F C
Now all I have to show, or would she walk out the door ?
G -
G7
The cold
facts and nothin' more.
+ CHORUS
C
F G
+ Her eyes are blue, her
hair is long, sixy-four she was born,
C
F
in Batton Rouge, her father's tall, her mother's gone,
G C
she
moved out West when she was two.
F
The way she laughed, the way
she loved,
G C - F - G
oh,
my God, what did I do ? + C - F - G ….
(Ty Herndon)