From: macon@gallifry.Berkeley.EDU (Glen Macon)
Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab
Subject: MUSIC: Suite: Judy blue eyes
Date: 30 Sep 92 17:34:08 GMT
Reply-To: macon@cbmvax.commodore.com (Glen Macon)
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Organization: COMMODORE West Cester PA
Keywords: (Stephen Stills)

Title:              Suite: Judy blue eyes                (Stephen Stills)



	D                   C           G      D       A          G     Gsus7
	It's getting to the point where I'm no fun any more. I am sorry.

	D            C        G       D            A          G     Gsus7
	Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud, I am lonely.

	     D              A             G            Gsus7        D    G
	I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it hard.


	D                   C         G         D               A
	Remember what we've said, and done, and felt about each other

                      G     Gsus7
	Oh babe, have mercy

	D             C    G            D               A 
	Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now. 

                 G         Gsus7
	I am not dreaming.

	     D              A             G            Gsus7        D    G
	I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it hard.


	D           C    G            D             A          G      Gsus7
	Tearing yourself away from me now, your are free, I am crying

	D             C            G         D            A  
	This does not mean I don't love you, I do, that's forever, 

                    G      Gsus7
	yes and for always.

	     D              A             G            Gsus7        D    G
	I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it hard.


	D           C       G              D             A  
	Something inside is teling me that I've got your secret.

                      G          Gsus7
	Are you still listening?

	D           C         G            D           A             
	Fear is the lock, and laughter the key to your heart.  

              G          Gsus7
	And I love you.
	
	     D              A             G            Gsus7        
	I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, 

	D           G  D  G               D
	you make it hard, and you make it hard.


	D                             G          Gsus7
	Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon, 

			     D
	what have you got to lose?

					    G            Gsus7
	Tuesday mornin', please be gone I'm tired of you.

			     D
	What have you got to lose?


	C                         G
	Can I tell it like it is? Listen to me baby, 

	C                                 G                                     D
	It's my heart that's a suffering, it's dyin', and that's what I have to lose.


	D                                G          Gsus7
	I've got an answer, I'm going to fly away.

			     D
	What have you got to lose?

	D                                     G          Gsus7
	Will you come to see me Thursdays and Saturdays?
	
			     D
	What have you got to lose?


	C              D       C             D
	Chestnut brown canary, ruby throated sparrow,

	C      Bm Am C        Bm Am C                D
	sing a song, don't be long, thrill me to the marrow.

	C             D       C               D
	Voices of the angels, ring around the moonlight, 

	C      Bm  Am   C      Bm Am C                     D
	Asking me, said she so free, how can you catch the sparrow?

	C            D      C             D
	Lacy lilting lyrics losing love lamenting,

	C         Bm Am C       Bm Am  C     D
	change my life, make it right, be my lady.

	G           Am       Em C     D
	Do do do do do, do__ do do do do do   (repeat 8 time)


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