Chords of fame (live version)
G - F - C -
G - C G - F - C
G F C
1. I found him by the stage last night, he was
breathing his last breath.
G
F C
a
bottle of gin and a cigarette was all that he had left.
C F G
Well, I know that you make music,
'cause you carry a guitar,
C Am
and God
help the troubadour who tries to be a star.
C G
C
Come on, and play the chords of love, my friend
C G C
play the chords of pain.
C F C
But if you want to keep your song,
C G
Am C
don't, don't, don't, oh, don't play
the chords of fame, no no.
G F
C
2. You know I seen my share of hustlers as they try to take the world,
G F C
and when
they find their melody they're surrounded by the girls.
C F G
But it all fades so quickly
like a sunny summer day,
C Am
reporters
ask you questions and they write down what you say.
+ CHORUS + G - C - G
G F C
3. Because they'll rob you of your innocence and forgive you up for
sale,
G
F C
the
more that you will find success, the more that you will fail.
C F
G
Well, I been around, I've had
my share, and I really can't complain,
C Am
but I
wonder who I left behind on the other side of fame.
C G C
Come on, and play the chords of love, my friend
C G C
play the chords of pain.
C F C
But if you want to keep your song,
C G Am C
don't, don't, don't, oh, don't play
the chords of fame, no no.
+ C - G - F
- C - G
(2x)
C G F
C
- G
+ Oh, don't, no, don't,
don't play the chords of fame !
C G F C - G
Oh, don't, no, don't, don't
play the chords of fame !
C G F C - G
Oh, don't, no, don't, don't
play the chords of fame !
C G F C - G
Oh, don't, no, don't, don't
play the chords of fame !
C G
F
C
Oh, don't, no, don't, don't
play the chords of fame !
(Melanie Safka)