From: [email protected]
Subject: crd:"The Forecast" by Robert Cray
NOTE: There's a simple rift played over the Gm7 that gives the song
its character. Don't go on stage without it.
(Gm7)Coffee for my breakfast (C)shot of (Bb) whiskey on the (Gm7) side
(Gm7)It's a dark and dreary morning with the (C) clouds covering
(Bb) up the (Gm7) sky
(CHORUS) (Gm7)the forecast calls for (C) pain, the forecast calls
for (Gm7)
My (Bb) baby's turning cold and the (C) forecast (Bb) calls
for (Gm7) pain
We stayed up all night talking, she's grown restless she confessed
She says there's no one new, but deep down I know that's next
(CHORUS)
(Bridge) She (C) says she tried and tried yes she (Gm7) has
but slowly her love has died
I can (C) see that deep down inside she's (Gm7) changed
The forecast calls for (C) pain, the foreacst calls
for (Gm7) pain
The forecast calls for (C) pain, yeah, yeah, (Gm7) yeah
Play verse and chorus with lead
I can hear approaching thunder, I can feel chill run up my spine
I've seen love freeze before and I know I'm on borrowed time
(CHORUS)
(stay on the Gm7 here) I can feel the thunder, I can see the lightning
I can feel the pain, oh it's gonna rain
(CHORUS) and end!
compliments of Bob Reilly ([email protected]) and the
Ready by August Band