Red House Painters - Song for a Blue Guitar

D|A|Em|Em

D       A                         Em
   When everything we felt failed
D           A                           Em
   and some music soft in distant sails
D         A                              Em
   but it don't sound like it did before
D         A                               Em
   then i know i'm left with nothing more
        G      D     A    Em
   than my own soul

D              A                 Em
   When pretty pictues face back
D           A                                Em
   but your coats aren't hanging on the rack
D           A              Em
   and blue water turns to
D    A                      Em
   a place that i can't get to
     G            D
   a place that i can't

        A               Bm
   In a room all i feel
          C                  G
   is the cold that you left

D              A             Bm
   Through the air all i see
           C                  G
   is your face full of blame
   Em     A       D
   What's left to see
Bm G      A        D
   What's there to see

D|A|Em|Em

D         A               Bm
   In the room all i feel
          C                  G
   is the cold that you left

D              A             Bm
   Through the air all i see
           C                  G
   is your face full of blame
   Em     A       D
   What's left to see
Bm G      A        D
   What's there to see



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Ola Ottemalm
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