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It Sure Was Better Back Then a" Steve Forbert
Live version a" Folk Live from Mountain Stage (guitar Intro) Working on the Georgia Line the live long day Ninety nine degrees and only half past May Nailing down the metal with the crosstime blues I had creosote all over my shoes I hated it, you know, now I find I miss it Every time my little pension check rolls in Course I had it bad... not as bad as this is It sure was better back then yeah It sure was better back then Working in the rain beneath surplus tarp Foreman in the wagon twanging a sad Jews harp Passing out at night still in my mud caked jeans I was living off of berries and beans I hated it, you know, now I swear I miss it Every time I look down on my pale white skin Course I had it bad... not as bad as this is It sure was better back then It sure was better back then (guitar lead) Well, the cable caught my leg, and, boy, the damn thing bled Foreman sewed the muscle up with tarp patch thread Sit me by the camp, gonna have the cook clean pans And scrub them down with Georgia red sand... I hated it, you know, now I really I miss it Staring in my TV till the broadcast ends Course I had it bad... not as bad as this is It sure was better back then It sure was better back then It sure was better back... one more time... It sure was better back then (guitar lead) (spoken over guitar lead) Let's go on off with 'em (??) ...Some kind of beat happenin' (audience clapping) ...that's gonna do, that's good... (??) Well, the cable caught my leg, and, boy, the damn thing bled Foreman sewed the muscle up with tarp patch thread Sit me by the camp, gonna have the cook clean pans And scrub them down with Georgia red sand... I hated it, you know, now I really I miss it Starin' in the TV till the broadcast ends Course I had it bad... not as bad as this is It sure was better back then It sure was better back then It sure was better back... one more time... It sure was better back then (guitar out) |
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capo on 3rd fret...
intro: [F] walk down to [Dm] [G] [C] walk down to [Am] [Dm] [G] [C] [C]In spite of you, you [F]like yourself An' [G]that's alright with [C]me, [C]It gets so lonesome [F]fillin' space An' [G]someone must [C]believe. [C]Erase them golden [F]memories An' [G]blow the candle [C]out, [C]Let's get on off [F]away somewhere An' [G]see what we're [C]about. chorus: (play intro) Lay down your [F] weary [A min7] tune [G] again and [C] rest your [C/B] head on [A min] me, Your [Dm]phone call says you're sorry An' the [G]grapevine says you're [C]free. [C]Your drugstore dady's [F]flesh an' blood Like [G]marilyn mon[C]roe, [C]An' out there on the [F]runway now The [G]king's all set to [C]go. [C]They'll cover up the [F]window soon 'Cause [G]he'll be rollin' [C]in, He's [C]Elvis Presley, [F]honey chile, An' [G]I can't cop his [C]grin. chorus [C]The missionary [F]paid my way An' [G]put me off to [C]sleep, [C]I woke up early [F]yesterday An' [G]found a place to [C]eat. [C]I got it down an' [F]felt relieved An' [G]Jane went off to [C]work, [C]It's wooden soldier's [F]Christmas time An' [G]Jane she is a [C]clerk. chorus [C]In spite of you, you [F]like yourself An' [G]I admire you [C]much. [C]I'm out to get us [F]back in sync, 'Cause we've been [G]so out of [C]touch. [C]Just meet me next to [F]Noah's ark An' [G]let's get out of [C]town, [C]There's got to be [F]someplace somewhere These [G]rain clouds haven't [C]found. chorus chorus |
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Capo 5'th (Works with 3)
Intro: F G E Am F G F G C G F I had to get loose from those quarreling tongues, C G F Had to get free from that ball and chain, C G F Had to get far from those boring towns G F C An' it's so good to feel good again, |
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Dm (with variations shown at end of the song ) G Am
Dm G Am In the shadow of the old north church I courted her Dm G Am While the pigeons and the gargoyles perched she sang Dm G Am Is there anyone who's seen those eyes dismissing her ? Dm G Am Is there anyone who's lips she's kissed complained? Chorus: Dm7 F G C C/B Am Seven months and seven wonders, seven roads of rain and thunder Dm7 F G C C/B Am Seven hills of lamplight gleaming, seven turns toward where you're dreaming Dm G Am Oh, to be back with you Dm G Am On a mission of the crossroad palms, simplicity Dm G Am Could function as a fine first prize for pain Dm G Am But picking up the breadcrumb clues efficienctly Dm G Am Will light me up a new days dawn, but strange (Chorus) Dm G Am In the shadow of the old north church I courted her Dm G Am In the clanging of the cast iron bell, her face Dm G Am While the shadows of the hilltop shop distorted her Dm G Am I tumbled on my pride, pitfall from grace (Chorus) Dm7 F G C C/B Am Lots of time to think it over, lots of pain to claim and shoulder Dm7 F G I was wrong, I don't deny it C C/B Am Please forgive me, would you try it Dm G Am Oh, to be back with you Dm G Am Oh, to be back with you The Dm at the beginning, as well as throughout the song can be supplemented by changing the note played on the 6th (highest ) string. That is: Dm G Dm7 ( so you don't have to look it up) __1__1__3__1__0__3____________1_________________ __3__3__3__3__3__0____________1_________________ __2__2__2__2__2__0____________2_________________ _________________0____________0_________________ _________________2_____________________________ _________________3_____________________________ Lyrics supplied by Mike Berry. Alternative version (supplied by "MoonMan"): capo on 3rd fret... intro: [Em] [A] [D] walk down to [Bm] <~~~ play twice [Em] [A] [Bm] In the [Em]shadow of the old norh [A]church I [Bm]courted her, While the [Em]pigeons and the gargoyles [A]perched she [Bm]sang. Is [Em]there anyone who's seen those [A]eyes [Bm]dismissing her? Is there [Em]anyone whose lips she's [A]kissed [Bm]complained? Chorus: (play like intro) [Em]Seven months and [A]seven wonders, [D]Seven roads of the [Bm]rain and thunder, [Em]Seven hills of [A]lamplight gleaming, [D]Seven turns towards where you're [Bm]dreaming, [Em]Oh, [A]to be back with [Bm]you. [Em]On a mission of the crossroad [A]palms [Bm]simplicity [Em]Could function as a fine first [A]prize for [Bm]pain, [Em]But picking up the bread crumb [A]clues [Bm]effeciently [Em]Will light me up a new day's [A]dawn, but [Bm]strange. {Chorus} [Em]In the shadow of the old north [A]church I [Bm]courted her, [Em]In the clanging of the cast iron [A]bells, her [Bm]face; [Em]While windows of the hilltop [A]shop [Bm]distorted her, I [Em]tumbled on my pride [A]pitfall from [Bm]grace. [Em]Seven months and [A]seven wonders, [D]Seven roads of [Bm]rain and thunder, [Em]Seven hills of [A]lamplight gleaming, [D]Seven turns towards [Bm]where you're dreaming, [Em]Lots of time to [A]think it over, [D]Lots of blame to [Bm]claim and shoulder, [Em]I was wrong, I [A]don't deny it, [D]Please forgive me, [Bm]would you try it? [Em]Oh, [A]to be back with [Bm]you, [Em]Oh, [A]to be back with [Bm]you. |
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