Tim O'Brien - One girl cried

^GIn a room just ^Dlike so many,^Em knives and forks and ^Bmglasses clatter ^C He sat behind a ^Gmicrophone,^Am in a corner where it ^Ddidn't matter ^G For honest pay ^Dan honest player,^Em sang for tips and ^Bmvacant stares On a ^Cnowhere night like ^Gany other, in a ^Amnowhere place where ^Dno one ^Gcares

^GShe took a seat at an ^Dempty table, ^Emlooked at the specials on the ^Bmmenu there She'd ^Cbeen out of love for the ^Glongest time^Am, told her friends ^Dshe didn't care ^G But from his list^D he picked a sad one,^Em 'Cause his heart was ^Bmempty too And the ^Csong she heard was ^Glike an arrow, from ^AmCupid's bow it ^Dfairly ^Gflew

And one girl ^Ccried to a melody that turned around her ^Gsoul One girl ^Ccried amazed at how the lyric took it's ^Gtoll There beside a little ^Bmtable she thought ^Cshe was safe a^Glone But the ^Cmusic hit it's ^Dmark when one girl ^Gcried

^GPeople try to ^Dmake things happen,^Em they plant a seed to ^Bmmake it grow ^C They choose a crop to ^Gfit the climate,^Am till the soil ^Dinto a row ^G But these two people ^Ddid it different,^Em more like bees on a ^Bmflower vine ^CInstinct told them ^Gwhere to wander,^Am without a map they ^Dmade out ^Gfine

^GRemember there's a ^Dhundred failures,^Em for every seed that ^Bmsprouts and grows ^C It's rare to find the ^Gright conditions,^Am these things only ^Dnature knows ^G But miracles are ^Dbound to happen^Em, and these two might just ^Bmpass the test ^C And get the care and ^Glove they need^Am, to carry on for ^Dall the ^Grest

One girl ^Ccried to a melody that turned around her ^Gsoul One girl ^Ccried amazed at how the lyric took its ^Gtoll There beside a little ^Bmtable, she thought she was^C safe alone ^G C D C (1st time) then G (last time) But his music hit its mark when one girl cried (repeat chorus)