Terry Callier - Paris blues

The ^Amsky was gray when ^B7I woke up this ^Emmorning Seem^Ams to me that nothi^B7n' was the same^Em My s^Am7ituation ch^D7anged without a^Gmaj7 warning ^Cmaj7 (The^F)Sad thing is I d^B7on't know who's^Em7 to blame

Once^Am upon a time our l^B7ove was shining ^Embrightly Mayb^Ame it was just too ^B7good to last^Em

Perh^Am7aps I hel^D7d to tig^Gmaj7htly ^Cmaj7 I had^F no idea the end come so fa^E7st

""Au r^Am7evoir"", she ^D7said She's out of my l^Gmaj7ife, I'm out of my^Cmaj7 head ^F#mSo difficult to kn^B7ow which way to ch^Emoose And she'^Am7s gone, c'est ^D7ca Can I g^Gmaj7o on, je ne sais^Cmaj7 pas Got to^F#m find a way to ^B7lose the Paris Bl^Emues

The ^Amboulevard is ju^B7st another byw^Emay Where we ^Amwalked togethe^B7r now I walk a^Emlone One more^Am7 lonely hear^D7t (And) One mo^Gmaj7re lonely h^Cmaj7ighway One m^Fore drifter one more rollin^E7' stone

""Au r^Am7evoir"", she ^D7said She's out of my l^Gmaj7ife, I'm out of my^Cmaj7 head ^F#mSo difficult to kn^B7ow which way to ch^Emoose And she'^Am7s gone, c'est ^D7ca Can I g^Gmaj7o on, je ne sais^Cmaj7 pas Got to^F#m find a way to ^B7lose the Paris Bl^Emues