Estelle Dan Bern I was painting a still life this morning Of a [Am]throat lozenge sitting on a copy Of Tropic of Cancer The [C]only thing weird about it Is that a [D]year ago, I never [G]thought I'd paint anything again I [G]decided I wasn't ever gonna paint again It didn't [Am]bother me too much Warhol's dead, David [C]Hockney's still alive I don't [D]need to paint[G] I painted [G]over ten thousand paintings Sad ones, [Am]funny ones, dark ones, and light ones I've done [C]haystacks And rich o (azchords.com)
