Harry Chapin – Any Old Kind Of Day (Guitar)

A                B    E                    A
Turning on my pillow, thinking kind of strange

Bm6                C#7             F#m7    B7
The color is of midnight in this room

A                        B             E                 A
The cars outside are coughing and it's kinda hard to sleep 

G#m                         C#m           B7
And there's neon out the window, not the moon. 

A                         B
And it was just an any old kind of day 

E                        A
The kind that comes and slips away 

E                      G#m            F#m    B7
The kind that fills up easy my life's time

    A                     B7
The night brought any old kind of dark 

   E                   A
I heard the ticking of my heart 

E             G#m      F#m7        B7(sus4)
Then why am I thinking something's left behind?  

A                   B         E                    A
I whistled round today and I skipped a footloose jig

       Bm6            C#7       F#M7 
To the hurdy-gurdy music of the street 

   A                   B             E                    A
I looked up past those rooftops, and saw that cloudless sky

G#m7                  Amaj7 
But I keep on asking why 

G#m7              Amaj7
My life is passing by 

G#m7                   Amaj7
And I'm left up high and dry

G#M7                   Amaj7 
But it ain't no good to cry 

G#m7                  Amaj7
So I shrug the useless sigh 

     C#m7                    B7            E
And I trust to things that other days will meet.

           A               B
And it was just an any old kind of day 

    E                   A
The kind that comes and slips away 

E                       G#m           F#m   B7
The kind that fills up easy my life's time 

D                        B7
The night brought any old kind of dark 

E                      A
I heard the ticking of my heart 

E            G#m       F#m7         B7(sus4)  E
Then why am I thinking something's left behind?

A                         B
The night has had it's laughing 

E                  A
When street lights blind the stars 

Bm6                    C#7
So now it's shedding rain 

            F#m7       B7
To sing its sorrow (sorrow)

    A                  B         E                      A
It's time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away 

            G#m7         Amaj7
There's gonna be another day 

G#m7                 Amaj7
When things will go my way 

         G#m7            Amaj7
And there's other things to say 

          G#m7            Amaj7
And there's other songs to play 

               C#m7             B7             E
And there'll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow. 

           A               B
And it was just an any old kind of day 

    E                   A
The kind that comes and slips away 

E                       G#m           F#m   B7
The kind that fills up easy my life's time 

D                        B7
The night brought any old kind of dark 

E                      A
I heard the ticking of my heart 

E            G#m       F#m7         B7(sus4)  E
Then why am I thinking something's left behind?