Nothing At All Status Quo Spare Parts 1969

There's a m^Dan sitting in a concrete r^Aoom In a p^Bmlace full of em^Gptiness and g^Aloom With his h^Dead in his hands he's far a^Away It's a l^Bmong time a^Ggo since yesterd^Aay

And now his h^Dands, now his hands start to f^Call In his wo^Grld of not^Ahing at a^Dll And now his hands, now his hands start to f^Call In his wo^Grld of not^Ahing at a^Dll

As a boy he had made so many friends Now they're gone loneliness just never ends And in that cold concrete room he trials the day Yes, the price of a life is hard to pay And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all |Em| |D|

Close your e^Emyes, there's no^Dthing more to s^Emee ^G ^A Close your e^Gyes and th^Aank the world you're f^Bree

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There's a m^Ean sitting in a concrete r^Boom In a p^C#mlace full of em^Aptiness and g^Bloom With his h^Eead in his hands he's far a^Bway It's a ^C#mlong time a^Ago since yesterd^Bay

And now his h^Eands, now his hands start to f^Dall In his wo^Arld of no^Bthing at a^Ell etc...

Status Quo - Nothing at all