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The cycle of chords repeats every 3 verses. (Basically each end that says "sing in c" is the G - F - C one!) Here is a video of my version to prove that it works! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1igWy1h530Y&list=UUYCJX-DPcFVQaLOLS9e21bg
CHere's another sonFg in CG. CWhen I play piano, iFt's my Gkey. AmIf I was playing my guFitar, AmI'd probably be in G, the chGances are.
CHere is another sonFg in GC. CWith my favorite FprotagonistG - me. AmOf my little world I'lFl tell & show. AmI'll sing about it soG you'll know.
CWhen people in it breFak my hearGt, CThen my little world can Ffall apGart. AmAnd there's not a thing IF can do, GExcept to sing inF C to yoCu.
There used to be a family. Brother, sisters, father, mother and me. We were living in a little home. We were fending off the great unknown. But the great unknown it got inside. And what had been whole, it did divide. In the end father had to leave. When he did the mother had to grieve. That's the time when real troubles start. It's when a world can fall apart. And there's not a thing I can do, Except to sing in C to you. I grew up and had a family. And it broke apart so easily. All that started thirty years ago. Why it's never ending I don't know. I could blame on the great unknown Or as a kid what I was told and shown. But I blame myself and I blame her. The cruel & foolish people that were And the children that we had are grown They're out fending off their great unknown And I've noticed they are a little bit like me With a tendency to sing in C So by now is clear to hear and know. I dont play a lot of piano But sometimes a fellow has to sit Just to sing about the heavy shit And the great unknowns a hurricane With howling winds, & floods, & driving rain. You might make it through but you dont know If right behind it there's a tornado. And if families didn't break apart I suppose they don't need for art But you and I know they do So I sing in C to you