Rick Springfield – Crowded Solitude (Guitar)

                       Am      C
One, two, three, four, five reasons

  G           Am
A man for all seasons

              C                 G
Wouldn't be inclined to want to stay

                       Am      C
I'd love to leave this big bad town

    G             Am
The power and the glory daily grind

   C            G
As we all fade away

      F          G
And I rather be alone in a crowd

        C               F
When my soul needs resurrection

      G               Am
And I fly the wrong direction

         C       F
You will find me climbing

  G
A mountain of gratitude

Am                 F
Take a ride on the lonely highway

C               G
Reconnect to my heart my way

Am           F             G
Happy as the man is on the moon

                  Am C G Am C G
In my crowded solitude

            Am     C    G
A, B, C, D, E goes everywhere

           Am
We tilt at windmills in the

       C               G
Self importance of the day

                   Am       C
And all around the crushing hordes

    G            Am
Of just too many people

                C             G
As the precious minutes tick away

        F               G
And I'd rather not live humbled or proud

         C              F                G                   Am
When you find that I am missing you will know that I've gone fishing

      C     F         G
In an ocean blue as a fountain, true latitude

Am                   F                C              G
Through the crashing sounds of silence on my knees I search for guidance

C             F          G                        C    G
Looking for a quiet interlude in this crowded solitude

          C                    F
When they find that we've gone missing

          G                    Am
They will know that we've gone fishing

      C     F         G
In an ocean blue as a fountain we're a multitude

Am                   F                  C
Through the crashing sounds of violence

      G
Fly a kite here in silence

C            F             G
Happy as the man is on the moon in our solitude

         C               F
When our soul needs resurrection

       G               Am
And we fly the wrong direction

         C       F
You will find us climbing

  G
A mountain of gratitude

Am                   F                C                G
Through the crashing sounds of silence on our knees we search for guidance

C             F          G                        Am  C G
Looking for a quiet interlude in this crowded solitude

        Am              C G
In this crowded solitude

                    Am  C G
In this crowded solitude

        Am             C G
In this crowded solitude

                    Am
In this crowded solitude