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Stranger With The Melodies  Harry Chapin

[D]                  [D/G]                  [D/E]                  [D/A]                                

end of verse progression:
E A D[A] G B e   E A D[A7] G B e   E A D[A6] G B e   E A D[A] G B e
o-o-------o   o-o--------   o-o--------   o-o-------o

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| | 2 2 2 | | | 2 2 2 | | | 2 2 2 2 | | 2 2 2 |
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other verse pattern (I don't know the pick pattern, so I just strum these):
[F]    [Em]    [G]    [A]    [A7]    [A6]    [A]             
last chord:
D (final)
E A D G B e
x o o
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| | | 7 7 |
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| | | | | 10


[D]    [D/G]     [D/E]     [D/A]                       
It was my [D]first night in that roomin' house,
in the [D/G]last room down the hall.
I heard a [D/E]hoarse voice, and an old guitar,
[D/A]comin' through the paper thin walls.
[D]  A crazy nonsense nursery rhyme,
it [D/G]did not mean a thing.
But for the [D/E]first of what was to be a thousand times,
[D/A]this is what I heard him sing.

     Hold that "[D]D" chord on the old guitar,
     [D/G]    'till I find the "G."
     Drop it [D/E]down to old "E" minor,
     'till the "[D/A]A" chord rolls back home around to "[D]D."    [D/A]

I [D]had to lay there listening, it [D/G]seemed he was in the room.
The [D/E]stranger with the melodies, [D/A]singin' there in the gloom.
And he [Bm]repeated it over and over again, such a [F]soft and sinking sound.
It was [Am]kind of like a music box that was [Em]slowly windin' down.
And he [F]sang it, he hummed it, he [Em]whistled it, and he strummed it.
He [G]laughed it, and he cried it.  He did [A]anything but hide it.   [A]    [A7]    [A6]
     [A]Hold that "[D]D" chord on the old guitar,
     [D/G]    'till I find the "G."
     Drop it [D/E]down to old "E" minor,
     'till the "[D/A]A" chord rolls back home around to [D]me.    [D/A]

So I [D]lay there in that lumpy bed, counted [D/G]choruses instead of sheep,
'till I [D/E]banged on the wall and out I called, "Hey [D/A]bub, I need some sleep."
(D) (stop pattern, just base) (G)
A sudden void of silence, then I heard that hoarse voice say,
(E) (A) D (resume pattern) D/A
"It weren't so long ago, boy, they paid me to play.
So I [D]said, "It's kind of late for music, sir.  Two [D/G]hours 'till it's daylight."
He [D/E]answered, "I need my music most in these [D/A]dark hours of the night.
You see I've [Bm]tried gettin' high on somethin', son; it [F]only brings me down.
Stayin' [Am]dry don't work out better, boy, 'cause my [Em]eyes get wet and I drown.
Won't you [F]please let me continue, and [Em]I'll be in your debt.
You see I'm [G]not singin' to remember, son.  I'm just [A]  singin' to [A]forget.[A7]    [A6]

     [A]Hold that "[D]D" chord on the old guitar,
     [D/G]    'till I find the "G."
     Drop it [D/E]down to old "E" minor,
D/A D D(strum) D(strum) A
'till the "A" chord rolls back home around to me.

That's when I [C]said, if I'm supposed to [G]listen to you, sir,
[C]one quick question, [G]then.
[F]Why in the hell do you [C]sing one song, [A]over and over again?
(spoken) And this is what he said.

[D]    [D]    [D]  I gave her the music, son.  [D/G]She gave me the words.
To[D/E]gether we'd write the kinds of songs the [D/A]angels must have heard.
Of [D]course, we'd fight like cats and dogs; [D/G]life ain't no rosebud dream.
Still, where [D/E]ever we'd go, everybody'd know, we were [D/A]truly a team.
I can't re[D]member now if I'd done her wrong, or if [D/G]she'd done wrong to me.
Still, [D/E]all I know is when I let her go, it [D/A]did not set me free.
That's when I [Bm]said, "You sound like what's-his-name."
He [F]said, "That's who I am.
But you [Am]can't wrap a name around you boy,
'cause it [Em]really don't mean a damn.
You see, a [F]song don't have no meanin', when it [Em]don't have nothin' to say.
What [G]she could do was magic, son.  All [A]I can do is [A]play.[A7]    [A6]     [A]
He started [D]singin' again, that's when I drifted off,
and [D/G]maybe I'd dreamed what I'd heard,
about the [D/E]stranger with the melodies,
who'd [D/A]gone and lost the words.

     Hold that "[D]D" chord on the old guitar,
     [D/G]    'till I find the "G."
     Drop it [D/E]down to old "E" minor,
D/A D D(final)
'till the "A" chord rolls back home around to "D."


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