The Beautiful South – A Little Blue (Guitar)

Capo 2

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Chords

Intro: D A G Bm G A Bm G A D A G

    D                           A       G
You can't write a novel from a briefcase

    Bm                       G     A 
You can write a poem from a trench 

    Bm                      G      A
You can dream a dream from A___ to B

        D                          A    G 
But you can't catch a bus from a bench

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

       D                G
Little Blue, how do you do

     Em               
Your smile looks like heaven

                     A              D
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew

       G   
Little Blue

    Em                          
How can a flower so pretty

                      A    
be so laden down with dew 

         D
Little Blue 

    Bb               Am
How can a flower so beautiful

      Bb              Am
be so laden down with dew

        D 
Little Blue

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

       D                           A       G
Well Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool 

    Bm                      G    A
And Keats from the top of a hill

       Bm               G            A
So I'm going to save my special song for you 

       D                               A
From a grave where it's quiet and it's chill 

                 Bb6               Am
'Cause there's a queue of clouds assembled

          Bb6            Am
On the horizon of your smile 

     Bb6                    Am
When most think that you're holding back 

  G                   A
I know you're holding 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