Lowell George

^D I've been the ^A-F#m one who has been ^Bm frightened
I'm almost ^G borne away
By the very ^D thoughts that I feared ^G yesterday
And it ^A must be dust or ^G smoke that's in my ^D eyes
How can I cry a ^A bout something or ^G someone that I won't ^D see
All my ^A friends all say she ^G had her ^D chance
^A Let's go ^G shoot some ^D pool
You know a ^G fool is ^A just a ^D fool
And I've ^D tried every ^Dmaj7 thing that ^D7 whiskey cu ^G res
But the pain en ^A-A7 dures
Now I'm ^D feeling that ^A-F#m pain
I put my ^Bm pride in my ^G pocket
That's how I'll ^D spend my loneliest ^G days
And it ^A must be dust or ^G smoke that's in my ^D eyes
^A Don't ^G know what to ^D do
Hold the ^A lamp a ^G bove the ^D rafter
These smoke filled ^G rooms will ^A not re ^G place her
^D I've been the ^A-F#m one who has been ^Bm frightened
And almost ^G borne away
By the very ^D thoughts that I feared ^G yesterday
But it ^A must be dust or ^G smoke that's in my ^D eyes