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B C#
Turned out she drank the same tea as me
F#
It don't take more than that to start a conversation sometimes
F#
She believed collage was the greatest of all the arts
G#m
And was busy pasting pictures of horses
B
Next to ads for laundry soap
C#
Next to Mohammed Ali
F#
She had a turquoise in her ear
F#
And said Rachmaninoff was always in her head
G#m
Later that day I was trying to describe her to Jimmy the Wig
B
I couldn't find any words
C# F#
And I realized I'd started to sketch her chin
F#
Somehow it didn't look right
G#m
I scratched it out and tried it again
B
I filled an entire pad
C# F#
I threw it away, I never even came close
F#
For six days I sat at Dino's place
G#m
The rain wouldn't quit and no one came in
B C#
Finally on the seventh day it cleared
F#
And in she walked
F#
I asked her to sit with me
And I bought her a cup of tea
G#m
And I asked her to model for me sometime
B
That afternoon I was at a canvas
C#
She was wearing a yellow dress
F#
I swore if she let me, I'd get it right
F#
I've painted over ten thousand paintings
G#m
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones, and light ones
B C#
But sitting there, it was like I couldn't even
F#
Write my own name
F#
I apologized and said, "It's been a few months
G#m
If you have patience, I'll get the hang of it again"
B C# F#
In the next few weeks, I painted her hundreds of times
F#
If I get the nose right, the chin's too long
G#m
If I get 'em both right, the face is too thin
B C#
But I keep after it and one day
F#
I get it all right
[harmonica solo]
F# G#m B C# F#
F# G#m B C# F#
F#
I painted a still life this morning
G#m
Of a throat lozenge
sitting on a copy of Tropic of Cancer
B
The only thing that's funny
C#
Is I never thought
F#
I'd paint anything again
F#
I think I might go visit Estelle
G#m
Those Utah mountains are good for the soul
B
I'll bring my brushes
C#
And some Jack Daniels
F#
And we can make up for lost time
F#
She said, "Why baby, why baby, why baby why?
G#m
Have you turned your back on love
B
You had so many chances
C# F#
Why do you let 'em all go by?
F# G#m
Why baby, why baby, why baby why?
Have you turned your back on love
B
You had so many chances
C# F#
Why do you let 'em all go by?"
F# A#m
Sometimes it seems like there's so much that you need
B A#m F#
Sometimes the world is upside down
F# A#m
Sometimes it seems like the only thing you need
B A#m G#m B F#
Is holdin' someone's hand as you walk through town