Intro
| Gm | % |
VERSE
Gm
On a hill, inside a house in Covewell Reach
Gm F
Stands a man who's feeling very tired
A# A
Looking at a song he wrote some time ago
Dm C
Could have made it big inside a Broadway show
VERSE
Gm
Every day I go away and find ideas
Gm F
Think I'll climb on top of somewhere high
A# A
Couldn't I write a song about a man who's dead?
Dm C
Didn't really know if he was off his head
CHORUS
C A Dm B
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
C A
Too bad for Gilbert Green
F D Gm
Now we can tell the world that he was right
INTERLUDE
| Gm | % |
VERSE
Gm
Sitting in his attic on a sunny day
Gm F
Mending fifty goblets that are worn
A# A
Humming to himself a song of yesteryear
Dm C
His hearing wasn't good but his eyes were clear
CHORUS
C A Dm B
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
C A
Too bad for Gilbert Green
F D Gm
Now we can tell the world that he was right
INTERLUDE
| Gm | % |
VERSE
Gm
Now the house is burnt, along with Gilbert Green
Gm F
Sad to see his sisters stand and cry
A# A
And in the basement lies a song that wasn't seen
Dm C
Tells the tale of laughing men and yellow beans
CHORUS
C A Dm B
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
C A
Too bad for Gilbert Green
F D G5
Now we can tell the world that he was right
CODA
| G | % | Gsus4 G Gsus4 G |
| G | Am | G | Am |
| C | % | Am Am/Ab | Am/G Am/F# |
| C | D | G |
| G | E | Am | D |
(fade out)