Intro
| Em | % |
VERSE
Em
On a hill, inside a house in Covewell Reach
Em D
Stands a man who's feeling very tired
G F#
Looking at a song he wrote some time ago
Bm A
Could have made it big inside a Broadway show
VERSE
Em
Every day I go away and find ideas
Em D
Think I'll climb on top of somewhere high
G F#
Couldn't I write a song about a man who's dead?
Bm A
Didn't really know if he was off his head
CHORUS
A F# Bm G#
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
A F#
Too bad for Gilbert Green
D B Em
Now we can tell the world that he was right
INTERLUDE
| Em | % |
VERSE
Em
Sitting in his attic on a sunny day
Em D
Mending fifty goblets that are worn
G F#
Humming to himself a song of yesteryear
Bm A
His hearing wasn't good but his eyes were clear
CHORUS
A F# Bm G#
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
A F#
Too bad for Gilbert Green
D B Em
Now we can tell the world that he was right
INTERLUDE
| Em | % |
VERSE
Em
Now the house is burnt, along with Gilbert Green
Em D
Sad to see his sisters stand and cry
G F#
And in the basement lies a song that wasn't seen
Bm A
Tells the tale of laughing men and yellow beans
CHORUS
A F# Bm G#
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
A F#
Too bad for Gilbert Green
D B E5
Now we can tell the world that he was right
CODA
| E | % | Esus4 E Esus4 E |
| E | F#m | E | F#m |
| A | % | F#m F#m/F | F#m/E F#m/D# |
| A | B | E |
| E | C# | F#m | B |
(fade out)