Before you go on and read this revision, I want to say thanks to
Melissa who pointed out that what I was saying made no sense at all...
Yeah, I feel kinda stupid. Oh well. This should fix many of the
problems! (Greg, thanks in advance for posting this and allowing me to
kinda save face!)
Just About Right
As recorded by Blackhawk
Progression 1-first 4 lines of every verse (2 beats each):
C Dm Bb F
My old friend lives up in the mountains
He flew up there to paint the world
He says even though interpretation's what I count on
This little picture to me seems blurred
Am Bb
Hard lines and the shadows come easy
F C
I see it all just as clear as a bell
Am Bb
I just can?t seem to set my easel to please me
Dm F C
I paint my heaven but it looks like hell
Bb C F
Your blues might be grey, your less might be more
Repeat
Your window to the world might be your own front door
Bb C F Bb
Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night
C Dm
That's just about right
He says that I ain't coming down till my picture is perfect
And all the wonders gone from my eye
Down through my hands and on to the canvas
Still like my vision but still a surprise
Real life, he says, is the hardest impression
It's always moving so I let it come through
That my friend you see is the glory of true independence
Just to do what you do what you do what you do
CHORUS
Progression 1
My old friend came down from the mountain
Progression 1
Without even looking he found a little truth
Am Bb
You can go through life with the greatest intentions
F Bb C
But you do what you do what you just gotta do
CHORUS
Transcribed (twice now) by Chuck Smith
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