Tuning:

i just wrote in chords each time it changed so where there's no chords it's always the same as the first stanza. enjoy!

^Cmwalk across the ^Gmcourtyard, ^Cmtowards the libr^Gmary. ^Cmi can hear the i^Gmnsects buzz^Fm and the leaves 'neath my feet...

ramble up the stairwell, into the hall of books... since we got the interweb these hardly get used. duck into the men's room... combing thru my hair... when god gave us mirrors he had no idea... looking for a lesson in the periodicals... there i spy you listening to the AM radio... karen of the carpenters- singing in the rain... another lovely victim of the mirror's evil way. it's not like you're not trying, with a pencil in your har to defy the beauty the good lord put in there...

^Cmsimple little ^Gmbookworm- ^Cmburied under^Gmneath... ^Cmis the sexiest li^Gmbrarian ^Fmtake off those glasses and ^Bblet down your hair for ^Ebme.

^Cmso i watch you thru the ^Gmbookcase- ^Cmimaging a ^Gmscene: ^Cmyou and i at ^Gmdinner, spending ^Fmtime, then to sleep.

and what then would i say to you- lying there in bed? these words, with a kiss, i would plant in your head: "what is it inside our heads that makes us do the opposite? makes us do the opposite of what's right for us? cause everything'd be grrreat...and everything'd be good... if everybody gave...like everybody could." sweetest little bookworm. hidden underneath... is the sexiest librarian...

^Fmtake off those glasses and ^Bblet your hair down for ^Ebme. ^Fmtake off those glasses and ^Bblet your hair down for ^Ebme.

^Cmsimple little ^Gmbeauty- ^Cmheaven in your ^Gmbreath. ^Cmthe simplest of ^Gmpleasures- ^Fmthe world at it's best.

My Morning Jacket - Librarian