Govt Mule - Patchwork quilt

I never kn^C#ew you But th^Den who r^Aeally d^Bmid?

If you were at a^F#ll like m^Ee You ma^F#naged to keep yourself h^Bid

A p^Bmatchwork quilt of a l^Eife ^DMemories embr^C#oidered^C

^DOn your sou^Al So please forg^C#ive me For p^Dutting you i^An my s^Bmong But the spirit she m^F#oves me^E In fact she p^F#ushes me al^Bong It's a pa^Bmtchwork quilt of a l^Eife ^DCan't stop the r^C#iver ^{C D}Just let it rol^Al

We were a^F#t Jones Beach When we^Em got the w^Aord

^F#Saddest sound that ^EmI ever h^Aeard ^F#The bluest note that nobody could p^Blay

R^F#avens sang with us that ni^Eght on the ^Astage T^F#ears of sadness, te^Ears of ^Arage

But ^F#nobody spoke, we a^Dll f^C#elt o^Cld And i^Dn the w^Aay

So walk bes^C#ide me Or ab^Dove me, ^AI don't k^Bmnow These days it s^F#ure seems^E I'm l^F#ost where ever I g^Bo

G^F#od, how could you, I he^Eard someone s^Aay ^F#And what do we do with our l^Eives now ^Aanyway? ^F#Now that our North Star can no longer be f^Bound But there's a b^F#anjo moon in a t^Eie-dyed s^Aky ^F#Hippies dance and b^Eabies c^Ary ^F#Church bells ring as a s^Dilver-haired a^Angel looks d^Bown And the bl^Dood of his music r^Euns through the veins of ou^F#r guitars Bright li^Bghts, Dark^B Star

I never k^C#new you But th^Den who re^Aally ^Bmdid If you were at ^F#all like ^Eme You m^F#anaged to keep yourself ^Bhid