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Bedside Manner

Dawes
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
Some  time as a much older  man
 I will sit  down and put on this song.
 It just  might make me cry,
 Or at the very  least a tear in  my eye.
 I can't  take all these years  of my life
 To be widdle  down into a thought
 That only  appears to the ear
 I need memories  perfectly  clear.
Mama  mama
Mama  mama.
 I just want to be making my mind,
 Keep from changing my mind not to change.
 Cause I'm greedy as the sea,
 And that's how it always will be.
 I'll be somebody now, and I'll be somebody then,
 And I'll be all of you all in between.
 And then I'll be ready to leave
 When the whole world is taken with me.
 Mama, mama
 Mama, mama.
 Mama, mama
 Mama, mama.
 Cause there's so many  days in a year.
 And there's so  many years in my head.
 So I think  about when I'll be dead,
 And how those very last  moments get spent.
 And if I think  about you is that something you think you'd accept?
 --Piano Break-- (Same pattern, soloing in g?)
 Some time as a much older man
 I will sit down and put on this song.
 It just might make me cry,
 Or at the very least a tear in my eye.

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Readable chord sheet for Bedside Manner by Dawes

[G] [C] [Bm] [D]
[C] [G] [Em] [Bm] [C]

[G]Some time as a much [C]older man
I will s[Bm]it down and put on this song.[D]
It j[C]ust might make me [G]cry,
Or at the [Em]very least a tear [Bm]in my eye.      [C]

I [G]can't take all these y[C]ears of my life
To be [Bm]widdle down into a thought  [D]
That [C]only appears to the ear         [G]
I need mem[Em]ories perfectl[Bm]y clear.   [C]

[G]Mama   [C]    mam[Bm]a       [D]
[C]Mama   [G]   mam[Em]a. [Bm]     [C]

I just want to be making my mind,
Keep from changing my mind not to change.
Cause I'm greedy as the sea,
And that's how it always will be.

I'll be somebody now, and I'll be somebody then,
And I'll be all of you all in between.
And then I'll be ready to leave
When the whole world is taken with me.

Mama, mama
Mama, mama.

Mama, mama
Mama, mama.
Cause there's so [Am]many days in a ye[D]ar.
And there's so[Am] many years in my he[D]ad.
So I th[C]ink about when I'll be dead[G],
And how those very las[C]t moments get spe[G]nt.
And if I thi[C]nk about you is that something you think you'd a[D]ccept?

--Piano Break-- (Same pattern, soloing in g?)

Some time as a much older man
I will sit down and put on this song.
It just might make me cry,
Or at the very least a tear in my eye.

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