A Little Time

[D]   [A] [G]   [Bm]   [G] [A]     [Bm]   [G] [A]     [D]   [A] [G]

You [D]can't write a novel from a b[A]riefcase[G]
You [Bm]can write a poem from a t[G]rench [A]
You [Bm]can dream a dream from A[G]___ to [A]B
But you [D]can't catch a bus from a be[A]nch  [G]

You don't back a horse called Striding Snail
You don't name your boat Titanic II
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue

Little [D]Blue, how do you [G]do
Your [Em]smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a [A]storm about to [D]brew
Little [G]Blue
How [Em]can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with [A]dew
Little Bl[D]ue

How [Bb]can a flower so b[Am]eautiful
be so [Bb]laden down with [Am]dew
Little B[D]lue

You can't build a brewery on a cemetery
You can build a pub on a church
And people fall quicker than buildings do
You have to decide what comes first

You don't call a plane the Flying Roman
'Cause the Romans always walked and never flew
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue

Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue

[A]  [G]  [Bm]  [G]  [A]

Well Bu[D]kowski wrote a story from a [A]barstool[G]
And [Bm]Keats from the top of a [G]hill [A]
So I'm [Bm]going to save my [G]special song [A]for you
From a [D]grave where it's quiet and it's [A]chill

'Cause there's a [Bb6]queue of clouds as[Am]sembled
On the hor[Bb6]izon of your sm[Am]ile
When [Bb6]most think that you're [Am]holding back
I [G]know you're holding [A]bile

Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue

How can a flower so beautiful
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue