Chords
From The Heart

Key: C

Introduction:

difficulty
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       C     F     C   G   C 
verse 1
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He'd an old-fashioned way when he started to play
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He'd an old-fashioned steel guitar
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With no amps and no leads, it fulfilled all his needs
             C                         G                         C 
And together they'd both traveled far
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Just an old troubadour on an old bar-room floor
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Just an old troubadour and his song
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But it tore them apart, 'cause it came from his heart
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And they'd not heard that art for so long
verse 2
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Then a kid playing pool said, ?This old man's a fool
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He's not cool, just a ghoul past his prime?
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So he walked to the wall where the jukebox stood tall
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And he paid for some hits of the time
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Then a girl passed him by with a look in her eye
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That said 'Don't even try to oppose'
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Pulled the plug from the wall said "An ass needs a stall
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And we all hope you've got one of those"
verse 3
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She stood her ground, she stared him down
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The kid raised a fist, then he smiled
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He said "You're wasted on him"
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Then he turned with a grin
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And said "Girls like you drive me wild
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You're young enough to be the old man's child"
verse 4
                   C                                       F 
When the kid left the room, a chord filled the gloom
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And a voice sang a song for the stars
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For the breeze in the trees, for nights such as these
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And for girls who find lovers in bars
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And when the chord died like a wave on the tide
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Like the cry from a high flying bird
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He put down his guitar, she said "I've got my car
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And a jar, if you'll just say the word"
VERSE 5
                 G                                               F                       C 
So that old troubadour left that old bar-room floor
                     Bb               D                         G 
Yes, that old troubadour sang her song
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And it tore her apart, 'cause it came from his heart
                     C                         G                   C           F     C   G   C 
And she'd not felt that art for so long
VERSE 6
                                                                     F 
He'd an old-fashioned way when he started to play
                 C                                           G 
He'd an old-fashioned steel guitar
                 C                                               F 
With no amps and no leads, it fulfilled all his needs
             C                         G                         C 
And together they'd both traveled far
                 G                                       F                       C 
Just an old troubadour on an old bar-room floor
                 Bb               D                       G 
Just an old troubadour and his song
               C                                                   F 
But it tore them apart, 'cause it came from his heart
                       C                           G                   C 
And they'd not heard that art for so long
                                                                       F 
Yes, it tore them apart, 'cause it came from his heart
                       C                         G                   F         C 
And they'd not felt that art for so long