Capo 2nd Fret

Intro: D (xx0232@1) AG   Bm (x24432@1) GA     Bm (x24432@1) GA     D (xx0232@1) AG

    D (xx0232@1)                         A (x02220@1)     GYou (320003@1)can't write a novel from a briefcase
    Bm (x24432@1)                     G (320003@1)   A (x02220@1)You can write a poem from a trench 
    Bm (x24432@1)                    G (320003@1)    AYou (x02220@1)can dream a dream from A___ to B
        D (xx0232@1)                        A (x02220@1)  G (320003@1)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 (xx0232@1)              GLittle (320003@1)Blue, how do you do
     Em (022000@1)             
Your smile looks like heaven
                     A (x02220@1)            Dbut (xx0232@1)your eyes hold a storm about to brew
       G (320003@1) 
Little Blue
    Em (022000@1)                        
How can a flower so pretty
                      A (x02220@1)  
be so laden down with dew 
         DLittle (xx0232@1)Blue 

    Bb (x1333x@1)             AmHow (x02210@1)can a flower so beautiful
      Bb (x1333x@1)            Ambe (x02210@1)so laden down with dew
        D (xx0232@1)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 (x02220@1)G (320003@1)Bm (x24432@1)G (320003@1)A (x02220@1)       D (xx0232@1)                         A (x02220@1)     GWell (320003@1)Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool 
    Bm (x24432@1)                    G (320003@1)  AAnd (x02220@1)Keats from the top of a hill
       Bm (x24432@1)             G (320003@1)          ASo (x02220@1)I'm going to save my special song for you 
       D (xx0232@1)                             AFrom (x02220@1)a grave where it's quiet and it's chill 

                 Bb6 (x15xxx@1)             Am'Cause (x02210@1)there's a queue of clouds assembled
          Bb6 (x15xxx@1)          AmOn (x02210@1)the horizon of your smile 
     Bb6 (x15xxx@1)                  AmWhen (x02210@1)most think that you're holding back 
  G (320003@1)                 AI (x02220@1)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