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hello in there Kris Kristofferson
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(verse 1)
[G]We had an ap[C]artment in the c[D]ity.
[G]Me and Lo[C]retta liked living th[D]ere.
[Bm]It's been years since the k[C]ids have grown,
a life o[G]f their own, l[D]eft us alone.
(verse 2)
[G]John and L[C]inda live in O[D]maha.
[G]Joe is som[C]ewhere on the r[D]oad.
[Bm]We lost Davy in the K[C]orean war.
I still don't k[G]now what for, don't matter [D]anymore.
(chorus)
[F]You know that old trees just grow s[G]tronger,
and old r[F]ivers grow wilder every d[G]ay,
[Bm]but old people, they just grow [C]lonesome
waiting for [G]someone to say,
"H[D]ello in there. He[G]ll[-]o"[C] [-] [G] [-] [C]
(verse 3)
Me and my husband, we don't talk much anymore.
He sits and stares through the backdoor screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
like some forgotten dream
that we've both seen.
(verse 4)
Someday I'll go and call up Judy.
We worked together at the factory.
Ah, but what would I say when she asks what's new?
Say, "Nothing, what's with you?
Nothing much to do."
(chorus)
[F]You know that old trees just grow s[G]tronger,
and old r[F]ivers grow wilder every d[G]ay,
[Bm]but old people, they just grow [C]lonesome
waiting for [G]someone to say,
"H[D]ello in there. He[G]ll[-]o"[C] [-] [G] [-] [C]
(verse 5)
[G]So if you're w[C]alking down the s[D]treet sometime
a[G]nd you should s[C]pot some hollow vacant e[D]yes,
[Bm]don't you pass th[C]em by and stare
as if you d[G]idn't care.
Say, "He[D]llo in there. He[G]llo."
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Murky (report)
This is a variation on a John Prine song. Right title, just some changes to the gender of the song.