Changes
Olivia Newton-JohnVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
or F
e-1--3---1------3-----6--1--
B-3--3---3------4-----8--1--
G-3--3---2------3-----8--2--
D-3--3---3------2-----8--3--
A-1--1---1------------6--3--
E------------------------1--
We said a million times we'd change,
Can't bring myself to say those words again.
A piper never changes tune,
You can't grow apples on the moon.
The hurtful things we say still penetrate,
And whispered sorrys always come too late.
Then the damage has been done,
What er we going to tell our son.
I want to spare his broken heart.
Brek it gently that we'll live apart
Don't know the proper way to say
He won't be seeing daddy ev'ry day.
Those weekly outings never work you know,
Buying gifts and candy picture shows.
They can't replace the man around,
Your voice, your touch, your manly sound.
I quess the trouble is I love you still,
And if it comes to that I always will.
No, please don't cry, it's just too late
Now hurry on, she's waiting at the gate
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Readable chord sheet for Changes by Olivia Newton-John
[Bb] [Bb6] [Bbmaj7] [Eb] or [Eb] [F] e-1--3---1------3-----6--1-- B-3--3---3------4-----8--1-- G-3--3---2------3-----8--2-- D-3--3---3------2-----8--3-- A-1--1---1------------6--3-- E------------------------1-- [Bb]We said a mi[Bb6]llion times we'd ch[Bbmaj7]ange, [Bb6] [Bb]Can't bring my[Bb6]self to say those w[Bbmaj7]ords ag[Bb6]ain. [Eb]A piper never changes[F] tune, [Eb]You can't grow apples on the m[Bb]oon. [Bb]The hurtful t[Bb6]hings we say still [Bbmaj7]penetrate, [Bb6] [Bb]And whispe[Bb6]red sorrys always [Bbmaj7]come too late. [Bb6] [Eb]Then the damage has b[F]een done, [Eb]What er we going to tell our s[Bb]on. [Bb6] [Bbmaj7] [Bb6] [Eb]I want to spare his broken h[Bb]eart. [Eb]Brek it gently that we'll li[Bb]ve apart [F]Don't know the proper way to s[Eb]ay He won't be seeing daddy ev'ry d[Bb]ay. [Bb6] [Bbmaj7] [Bb6] Those weekly outings never work you know, Buying gifts and candy picture shows. They can't replace the man around, Your voice, your touch, your manly sound. I quess the trouble is I love you still, And if it comes to that I always will. No, please don't cry, it's just too late Now hurry on, she's waiting at the gate