[INTRO ] | Dm | % | VERSE Dm On a hill, inside a house in Covewell Reach Dm C Stands a man who's feeling very tired F E Looking at a song he wrote some time ago Am G Could have made it big inside a Broadway show VERSE Dm Every day I go away and find ideas Dm C Think I'll climb on top of somewhere high F E Couldn't I write a song about a man who's dead? Am G Didn't really know if he was off his head
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G E Am F# Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes G E Too bad for Gilbert Green C A Dm Now we can tell the world that he was right INTERLUDE | Dm | % | VERSE Dm Sitting in his attic on a sunny day Dm C Mending fifty goblets that are worn F E Humming to himself a song of yesteryear Am G His hearing wasn't good but his eyes were clear
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G E Am F# Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes G E Too bad for Gilbert Green C A Dm Now we can tell the world that he was right INTERLUDE | Dm | % | VERSE Dm Now the house is burnt, along with Gilbert Green Dm C Sad to see his sisters stand and cry F E And in the basement lies a song that wasn't seen Am G Tells the tale of laughing men and yellow beans
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G E Am F# Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes G E Too bad for Gilbert Green C A D5 Now we can tell the world that he was right CODA | D | % | Dsus4 D Dsus4 D | | D | Em | D | Em | | G | % | Em Em/Eb | Em/D Em/C# | | G | A | D | | D | B | Em | A | (fade out)
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