CHORUS:
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he coulda.
This story's getting very near the end.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he coulda.
(But) He'd rather be alone than pretend.
VERSE 1:
She wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
Walked along and on until they couldn't.
Stoned himself to tell her that he wouldn't
REPEAT CHORUS
1ST INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
D A B G E E A A (twice)
VERSE 2 (slight changes):
She wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
He walked along and on 'til his legs couldn't.
Stole her voice to tell her that he wouldn't.
CHORUS AGAIN
2ND INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
D A B G E E A A (twice)
G G A A G G A A (twice)
CHORUS AGAIN
END ON D AFTER DRAMATIC PAUSE
Corrections Welcome
mike roark > "Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window
> and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll
> rot like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage.
> That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all." - J. Heller
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he coulda.
This story's getting very near the end.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he coulda.
(But) He'd rather be alone than pretend.
VERSE 1:
She wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
Walked along and on until they couldn't.
Stoned himself to tell her that he wouldn't
REPEAT CHORUS
1ST INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
D A B G E E A A (twice)
VERSE 2 (slight changes):
She wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
He walked along and on 'til his legs couldn't.
Stole her voice to tell her that he wouldn't.
CHORUS AGAIN
2ND INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
D A B G E E A A (twice)
G G A A G G A A (twice)
CHORUS AGAIN
END ON D AFTER DRAMATIC PAUSE
Corrections Welcome
mike roark > "Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window
> and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll
> rot like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage.
> That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all." - J. Heller