Roger McGuinn - Up to me

^EDeath kept following trackin us down at ^Aleast I heard your bluebird sing Now ^G#msomebody's got to ^Eshow their hand time is but an ^Aenemy A E B C#m E A E A E A *

If I'd th^Eought about it I never would have done it A

^A* ^{E B C#m E A E A E A} Someone had to reach for the risin star I guess it was up to me E A

^ASomebody's got to find your trail and I guess it had to be up to me E A

I'd had ^Ejust about convinced myself that ^Anothing had changed that much The old^G#m rounder in the i^Eron mask he slipped me the master k^Aey Some^Ebody h^Bad to ^C#munlock your ^Eheart he ^Asaid it was up to ^Eme ^{A E A}

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Well I w^Eatched you slowly disappear down ^Ainto the officer's club I w^Eould have followed you in the door but I ^Adidn't have a ticket stub So I ^G#mwaited all night long till the ^Ebreak of day hoping one of us would get ^Afree When the ^Edawn came ^Bover the ^C#mriver^E bridge I ^Aknew it was up to ^Eme^{A E A}

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Well the ^Eonly decent thing I did was w^Ahen I worked as a postal clerk Was to h^Eaul your picture down off the wall ^Anear the cage where I use to work I was a ^G#mfool not to ^Etry to protect your id^Aenity You l^Eooked a lit^Btle burned^C#m out my ^Efriend I ^Athought it might be up to ^Eme^{A E A}

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When I ^Emet somebody face to face I ^Ahad to remove my hat She's ^Eeverything I need and love but I ^Acan't be swayed by that It ^G#mfrightens me the ^Eawful truth how sweet life can ^Abe But she ^Eain't a^B gonna ^C#mmake a ^Emove I ^Aguess it must be up to ^Eme^{A E A}

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We h^Eeard the sermon on the mount and I ^Aknew it was too complex It didn't ^Eamount to anything more than what a ^Abroken glass reflects G#m, E A When you bite off more than you can chew you pay the penalty ^ESomebody's ^Bgot to ^C#mtell the ^Etale I ^Aguess it must be up to ^Eme^{A E A}

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Well D^Eupree came a pimping tonight t^Ao the Thunderbird Cafe ^ECrystal wanted to talk to him I ^Ahad to look the other way Now ^G#mI just can't rest ^Ewithout your love I need your com^Apany But ^Eyou ain^B't a gonna c^C#mross the lin^Ee I ^Aguess it must be up to ^Eme^{A E A} There's a ^Enote left in the bottle you can ^Agive it to Estelle She's the ^Eone you've been wondering about there's ^Areally nothin much to

We ^G#mboth heard voices ^Efor awhile now the rest is ^Ahistory ^ESomebody's^B got to ^C#mcry some ^Etears I ^Aguess it must be up to ^Eme^{A E A}

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So ^Ego on boys and play your hands l^Aife is but a pantomine The ^Eringleaders from the county seat say you ^Adon't have all that much time And the ^G#mgirl with me b^Eehind the shades she ain't my p^Aroperty ^EOne of us has g^Bot to ^C#mhit the^E road I g^Auess it must be up to ^Eme^{A E A} And if we ^Enever meet again b^Aaby remember me How my l^Eone guitar played sweet for you that ^Aold time melody And the ^G#mrickenbacker ^Earound my leg I played it for you for^A free No one el^Ese ^Bcould ^C#mplay that t^Eune you ^Aknow it was up to ^Eme^{A E A E}