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TO HER DOOR (Paul Kelly) Intro: |F |G |F |F | |F |G |F |F |
FThey got married GearlyF, never had no Fmoney, (F) G F F Then when he got laid off, they really hit the skids, (F) G F F He started up his drinking, then they started fighting, (F) G F F He took it pretty badly, she took both the kids, (F) Am G F G She said: "I'm not standing by, to watch you slowly die, So watch me FwalkingG, out the Fdoor, G (G) F F G Out the door, out the door, FShe said "Shove it, Jack, you don't do that to a fucking girl!"
FShe went to her Gbrother'sF, got a little Fbar work, (F) G F F He went to the buttery, he stayed about a year, (F) G F F Then he wrote a letter, he said I want to see you, (F) G F F She thought he sounded better, she sent him up the fare, (F) Am G F G He was riding through the cane, in the pouring rain, (G) F G F G On Olympic, to her door. (G) F F G F F To her door, to her door, to her door.
(F) And his heart was singin' like a low-down guitar Lead break: |F |G |F |F | |F |G |F |F | |F |G |F |F | |F |G |F |F |
FHe came in on a GSundayF, every muscle Faching, (F) G F F Walking in slow motion, like he'd just been hit, (F) G F F Did they have a future? Would he know his children? (F) G F F Could he make a picture and get them all to fit? (F) Am G F G He was shaking in his seat, riding through the streets, (G) F G In a silvertop, to her, AmShaking in his Gseat, Friding through the Gstreets, (G) F G F G In a silvertop, to her door. (G) F F G F F To her door, to her door, to her door.
Lead break (again), fade by 8th bar: |F |G |F |F | |F |G |F |F | :Charted by Bustopher the Busker - bustopher@bigpond.com