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Often Is A Word I Seldom Use

John Prine
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 I know  that you're sad
 I know  that you're lonely
 you lie awake 'till way past when
 I want  you to know
 that I'm leaving you only
 'cause I might not get the chance a-gain.
 I'm cold  and I'm tired
 and I can't stop coughing
 long enough to tell you all  of the news
 I'd like  to tell you
 that I'll see you more often
 often is a word I seldom use
often  is a word I seldom use.
Tell  me, where did the weekend go?
Tell  me, where did the weekend go?
Went  like thunder, felt like snow.
Went  like thunder, felt like snow.
 You must think my life's a circus
 watching me laughing
 and slapping my thighs
 how'd ya like to die
 in the house of mirrors
 with nobody around to close your eyes.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Going down to the Greyhound station
 going back home
 and get what's mine
 got me a date
 with the ten o'clock special
 gonna be there at a quarter to nine.
 (Repeat Chorus)

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Readable chord sheet for Often Is A Word I Seldom Use by John Prine

[Asus4]    [E]  [A]
[Asus4]    [E]  [A]

I [Asus4]know that you're sad
I [Asus4]know that you're lonely
you lie awake 'till way [E]past [A]when
I [Asus4]want you to know

that I'm leaving you only
'cause I might not get the chance [E]a-[A]gain.

I'm [Asus4]cold and I'm tired

and I can't stop coughing
long enough to tell you [E]all of the [A]news
I'd [Asus4]like to tell you

that I'll see you more often
often is a word I [E]seldom [A]use
[Asus4]often is a word I [E]seldom [A]use.

[A]Tell me, where did the weekend go?
[A]Tell me, where did the weekend go?
[A]Went like thunder, felt like snow.
[A]Went like thunder, felt like snow.

You must think my life's a circus
watching me laughing
and slapping my thighs
how'd ya like to die
in the house of mirrors
with nobody around to close your eyes.

(Repeat Chorus)

Going down to the Greyhound station
going back home
and get what's mine
got me a date
with the ten o'clock special
gonna be there at a quarter to nine.

(Repeat Chorus)

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