Ten Cent Blues
EisleyVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
Dear orthodox,
I can't control my feelings,
And who hit me?
I just might be
Coming round the bush
And my stilts, they began cracking
Subsequently pushed
And I looked to see that it was she
Just some abandoned little crook like me
Adieu, adieu, and fare thee well
This was the ending, please
Oh, whoa...
I was attached on bended knee
But I declined my leave
But who could blame
A fraction of her being?
She is cheesy, she is scrawny
With her uncanny styling
I'm teasing, she is pleasing
She just has no wit
And I'm sorry I don't have her face
And I'm probably gonna lose this race
There is no doubt she's such a mouse
With such an abstract grace
Oh, whoa...
There is no cure, I am sure
For these ten cent blues
And then she chose to dissect me
And I was casted into poverty
But I did not agree with her
She said, "Now, you've got nerve,"
But I don't care if I'm granted
For all these things
If I were one among this crowd
Would you call that defeat?
In a way it's making me crazy
In a sense that it's making me stronger
A likely chance, and it's probably proven
In the end we'll all walk away
Shaking hands on the doormat
I salute you, sir
A stranger and a happy fit
I'm glad I'm part of it
And that I saw it all
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Readable chord sheet for Ten Cent Blues by Eisley
[G]Dear orthodox, [Am]I can't control my feelings, [C]And who hit me? [Am]I just might be [C]Coming round the bush [C]And my stilts, [Am]they began cracking [C]Subsequently pushed [G]And I looked to see that it was she [Am]Just some abandoned little crook like me [C]Adieu, adieu, [Am]and fare thee well [C]This was the ending, please [G]Oh, w[Am]hoa... [C]I was attached [Am]on bended knee [C]But I declined my leave [G]But who could blame [Am]A fraction of her being? [C]She is cheesy, [Am]she is scrawny [C]With her uncanny styling [C]I'm teasing, [Am]she is pleasing [C]She just has no wit [G]And I'm sorry I don't have her face [Am]And I'm probably gonna lose this race [C]There is no doubt [Am]she's such a mouse [C]With such an abstract grace [G]Oh, wh[Am]oa... [C]There is no cure, [Am]I am sure [C]For these ten cent blues [G]And then she chose to dissect me [Am]And I was casted into poverty [C]But I did not [Am]agree with her [C]She said, "Now, you've got nerve," [C]But I don't c[G]are if I'm granted [Am]For all these things [C]If I were one [Am]among this crowd [C]Would you call that defeat? [G]In a way it's making me [Am]crazy [G]In a sense that it's making me [Am]stronger [G]A likely chance, and it's probably [Am]proven [G]In the end we'll all walk [Am]away [Am]Shaking h[G]ands on the doormat [G]I [Am]salute you, sir [C]A stranger and [Am]a happy fit [Am]I'm glad I[C]'m part of it [C]And that I [Am]saw it [Am]al[G]l