Date: Thu, 15 Jun 1995 12:14:49 -0500 (CDT)
From: Chris Bray <cbray@comp.uark.edu>
Subject: Chord: "Gene Clark" by Teenage Fanclub
"Gene Clark"
From: The Man from La Mancha <9452301@lewis.sms.ed.ac.uk>
( start- THIRTEEN VERSION)
D A
Em D A A ( about thirteen times)
G
D G
When the circle finally formed,
A D
you called me up
D G A
the only one making sense.
G A D G
I can't work out what i want to say,
G A D
I bury my thoughts in the ground
Em G A
All the seeds you sew,
Bm G A G
are just looking for a space to grow.
D G A G
So sleep, sleep, and lay your white body down
D G A G
D G A G
Sleep, sleep, and lay your white body down
D G A G( x5) ( after first with mandolin bit)
D G A G
No matter what you do,
D G A G
it all returns to you.
D G A G
No matter what you say,
D G A G
you'll hear it all someday.
(mix last four lines with sleep, sleep bit to fade)
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csb1@engr.uark.edu | Chris Bray
cbray@comp.uark.edu | University of Arkansas, Fayetteville
cbray@nyx.cs.du.edu | WWW: http://comp.uark.edu/~cbray/
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You don't know how you move me, deconstruct me, and consume me, I'm all
used up, I'm out of luck, I am starstruck, By something in your eyes.
That is keeping my hope alive. - Matthew Sweet
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