Three Weeks In The Chelsea keyboard

Three Weeks In The Chelsea

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Song: Third Week in the Chelsea
Artist: Jefferson Airplane
Album: Bark

E A 4x fingerpickin! :E A F#m E  E B A F#m E  E A F#m E  E B A F#m C#m:
E B A F#m A E
E A 4x

E           A              F#m           E
Sometimes I feel like I am leaving life behind
E            B      A               F#m             E
My hands are movin' faster than the movement of my mind
E            A                 F#m                          E
Thoughts and generations of my dreams of my dreams are yet unborn
E         B     A                  F#m              C#m
Hope that I can find them 'fore my movin' gets too worn
E       B       A               F#m      A      E
If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn
E A 4x
Repeat throughout song

So we go on moving trying to make this image real
Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel
Straining every nerve ending and everybody sees
That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste of that reality

On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I didn't know at all
Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide
When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside
So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh

As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear
Thinking thoughts of playing more and singing loud and clear
Trying to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile
Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile
That often comes to haunt me in the morning

F#m                  C#m              B             E
All my friends keep telling me that it would be a shame
   E               F#m                C#m           E
To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name
F#m                C#m          B                E
But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin'
F#m              C#m                                  B
Emptiness ain't where it's at and neither's feeling pain

Well now what is going to happen now is anybody's guess
If I can't spend my time with love I guess I need a rest
Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low
My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load
And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road
:outro: E A 4x E B A F#m A E

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