Intro
| Cm | % |
VERSE
Cm
On a hill, inside a house in Covewell Reach
Cm A#
Stands a man who's feeling very tired
D# D
Looking at a song he wrote some time ago
Gm F
Could have made it big inside a Broadway show
VERSE
Cm
Every day I go away and find ideas
Cm A#
Think I'll climb on top of somewhere high
D# D
Couldn't I write a song about a man who's dead?
Gm F
Didn't really know if he was off his head
CHORUS
F D Gm E
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
F D
Too bad for Gilbert Green
A# G Cm
Now we can tell the world that he was right
INTERLUDE
| Cm | % |
VERSE
Cm
Sitting in his attic on a sunny day
Cm A#
Mending fifty goblets that are worn
D# D
Humming to himself a song of yesteryear
Gm F
His hearing wasn't good but his eyes were clear
CHORUS
F D Gm E
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
F D
Too bad for Gilbert Green
A# G Cm
Now we can tell the world that he was right
INTERLUDE
| Cm | % |
VERSE
Cm
Now the house is burnt, along with Gilbert Green
Cm A#
Sad to see his sisters stand and cry
D# D
And in the basement lies a song that wasn't seen
Gm F
Tells the tale of laughing men and yellow beans
CHORUS
F D Gm E
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
F D
Too bad for Gilbert Green
A# G C5
Now we can tell the world that he was right
CODA
| C | % | Csus4 C Csus4 C |
| C | Dm | C | Dm |
| F | % | Dm Dm/Db | Dm/C Dm/B |
| F | G | C |
| C | A | Dm | G |
(fade out)