lyrics: from the c-d sleeve chords: audio corrections/additions welcomed --------------
Stringman : Unplugged
F C Bb C x4
You can say the soul is gone
And the feelings just not there
Not like it was so long ago
On the empty page before you
You can fill in what you care
Try to make it good before you go
Take the simple case of the sarge Who wouldn't go back to war Because the hippies tore down every - Thing that he was fighting for Or the lovers on the blanket The city turned to whores With memories of green kissed by the sun
You can say the soul is gone And close another page Just be sure that yours is not the one
And I'm singing for the stringman
Who lately lost his wife
There is no dearer friend of mine
That I know in this life
On his shoulder is a violin For his head where chaos reigns But his heart can't find a simple way To live with all those things