Kt Tunstall - Tangled up in blue

^D[a ^Cadd9bunch ^Dof^Cadd9 times] ^DEarly one morning the ^Cadd9sun was shining ^DI was layin’ in^Cadd9 bed ^DWonderin’ if she'd ^Cadd9changed at all If her ^Ghair still was red ^DHer folks said our l^Cadd9ives together ^DSure was gonna be ^Cadd9rough ^DThey never did like momma’s ^Cadd9homemade dress Papa’s^G bankbook wasn’t big enough

And I^A was standing at the s^Bmide of the road rain ^Dfallin’ on my shoes^{G A}Headed out for the e^Bmast coast lord k^Dnows I’ve paid some d^Gues Getting ^Athrough^A7 T^Cadd9angled u^Gp in b^Dlue^{Cadd9 D Cadd9}

^DShe was married when ^Cadd9we first meet ^DSoon to be ^Cadd9divorced I ^Dhelped her out of a ^Cadd9jam I guess But I used a ^Glittle too much force We d^Drove that car as f^Cadd9ar as we could and ^Dabandoned it out ^Cadd9West ^DSplit up on a ^Cadd9dark sad night Both a^Ggreeing it was best

^AShe turned around amd ^Bmlooked at me As ^DI was walking ^Gaway I ^Aheard her say over ^Bmmy shoulder We'll ^Dmeet again s^Gomeday on the ^Aavenue^{A7 Cadd9}Tangled ^Gup in ^Dblu^Cadd9e ^{D Cadd9 Cadd9 D Cadd9}

And ^DI had a job in the ^Cadd9great north woods ^DWorking as a cook for a ^Cadd9spell ^DBut I never did like it ^Cadd9all that much And one ^Gday the ax just fell So I ^Ddrifted down to ^Cadd9New Orleans I was ^Dlucky 'nough to be ^Cadd9employed ^DWorking for a while on a ^Cadd9fishing boat Right ^Gout by the Delacroix

But ^Aall the while I ^Bmwas alone ^DThe past was close ^Gbehind I ^Aseen a lot of ^Bmwomen but she ^Dnever escaped my ^Gmind And love just ^Agrew^{A7 Cadd9}Tangled ^Gup in ^Dblu^Cadd9e ^{D Cadd9 Cadd9 D Cadd9}

^DShe was workin' in a ^Cadd9topless place and ^DI stopped in for a ^Cadd9beer ^DCouldn't stop lookin' at th^Cadd9e side of her face in the ^Gspot-light so clear ^DLater on when the c^Cadd9rowd thinned out and ^DI was 'bout to do the ^Cadd9same ^DShe camem up behind^Cadd9 me in the back of ^Dmy chair sayin' ^Gtell me don't I know your name

^AI muttered something ^Bmunderneath my breath She ^Dstudied the lines on my ^Gface M^Aust admit I felt a l^Bmittle uneasy W^Dhen she bent down to tie the ^Glaces of my ^Asho^A7e ^Cadd9Tangled ^Gup in ^Dblu^Cadd9e ^{D Cadd9 Cadd9 D Cadd9}

^DShe lit a burner ^Cadd9on the stove and ^Doffered me a ^Cadd9pipe ^DI thought you'd never say ^Cadd9hello she said You ^Glook like the silent type ^DThen she opened up a ^Cadd9book of poems ^DAnd handed it to ^Cadd9me ^DWritten by an Italian ^Cadd9poet In the ^Gthirteenth century

And ^Aevery one of them ^Bmwords rang ^Dtrue And burned l^Gike burning coal ^APouring out of ^Bmevery page Like it was ^Dwritten in my ^Gsoul from me to ^Ayou^{A7 Cadd9}Tangled ^Gup in ^Dbl-^Cadd9---ue ^{D Cadd9}yeaaah^Cadd9 mama ^{D Cadd9}

^DI lived with them on ^Cadd9Montague Street In a ^Dbasement down the ^Cadd9stairs There was ^Dmusic in ^Cadd9cafes at night And ^Grevolution in the air But ^Dhe got into ^Cadd9dealing with slaves And ^Dsomething inside of him ^Cadd9died ^DShe had to sell every^Cadd9thing she owned And just ^Gfroze up inside

^AAnd then when the ^Bmbottom fell out ^DI became with^Gdrawn The ^Aonly thing I knew ^Bmhow to do Was to ^Dkeep on keeping ^Gon like a bird that ^Afle^A7w ^Cadd9Tangled ^Gup in ^Dbl-^Cadd9--ue ^{D Cadd9 Cadd9 D Cadd9}

Oh, and ^Dnow I'm going b^Cadd9ack again I got to ^Dget her ^Cadd9somehow And ^Dall the people we ^Cadd9knew back then, They're an ^Gillusion to me now ^DSome were ^Cadd9mathematicians ^DSome were carpenter's ^Cadd9wives Don't ^Dknow how it all got ^Cadd9started I don't ^Gknow what they're doing with their lives But ^Ame I'm still ^Bmon the road ^DLooking for another ^Gjoint We ^Aalways did ^Bmfeel the same We just ^Dsaw it from a different ^Gpoint of ^Aview^{A7 Cadd9}Tangled ^Gup in ^DBl-^Cadd9--ue ^D[a^Cadd9ssorted vocalizations]

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