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This Side Of Morning Del Amitri
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] Nobody's [G]perfect,[A] and that's [D]something
that I'm sure [G]she'll [A]know
Cause [D]trying to tell her lies from the [G]truth at [A]times
is like [F#]trying to divide ice from [G]snow
[D] And when I knew it was [G]over[A], I [D]jumped into a taxi
And said "[G]Guess were to [A]go"
And the [D]driver turned about and said,
[G] Finding what you [A]want is like
[F#]Trying to divide ice from [G]snow
So [A]here I sit, [G]rolling back to bed
Knowing [A]love is a hazard
[D] That I never [G]guessed
But from [D]this side [G]of morning
I [G]couldn't care [A]less,[A7] I [A]couldn't care [D]less.
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] Nobody's [G]helpless[A], although
I've[D] never felt this [G]helpless be[A]fore
And [D]trying to persuade myself [G]not to think a[A]bout her
Is like [F#]trying to tell the clouds not [G]to pour
[D] And so I put down the [G]bottle
[A] While in my [D]head time is collapsing
And the [G]currents run [A]cold
So [D]I can curse her memory
But [G]don't try [A]telling me that [F#]she was not
An emerald in a [G]mountain of coal
Or that there's a [F#]crock of cures for cancer
At the [G]end of the rainbow.
So [A]here I sit, [G]rolling back to bed
Knowing [A]loves a hazard
[D] That I never [G]guessed
But from [D]this side of [G]morning
I [G]couldn't care [A]less,[A7]
And [A]she's the kind of girl who won't for[G]give
But will for[D]get
So [G]take my from this party, driver
[A] put me back to bed
I [A]wanted to be loved but just got [G]laughed at inst[D]ead
So [G]if this taxi is for [A]hire
I'll get [G]in the back
Just to feel the friction of the tarmac and the[A] tyres.
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] So nobody's [G]perfect[A], and that's [D]something that
I'm sure.....[G] she'll [A]know
And [D]trying to persuade myself
[G] Not to think a[A]bout her is like
[F#] Trying to tell the crockels not to [G]crow
Or like [F#]trying to tell the striker
Not to [G]think about the goal.
So [A]here I sit, [G]rolling back to bed
Knowing [A]love is a hazard
[D] That I never [G]guessed
But from [D]this [D9sus4]side of [G]morning
Yes from [D]this [D9sus4]side of [G]morning
Yes from [D]this [D9sus4]side of [G]morning
I......... [G]couldn't care [A]less,[A7]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
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