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From: esposito@layout1.Berkeley.EDU (Dave Esposito)
Subject: MUSIC: EIGHT MILES HIGH by Clark, McGuinn, Crosby

Title:				EIGHT MILES HIGH	(Clark, McGuinn, Crosby)

		INTRO: Em F#m(w/Ebass) G(w/Ebass)

		Em    F#m7  G    D                  C
		Eight miles high and when you touch down
		G                     D             C     C6 C C6
		You'll find that it's stranger than known
		Em    F#m7   G     D                      C
		Signs in the street that say where you're going
		G             D                C   C6 C C6
		Are somewhere just being their own


		Em F#m7 Em F#m7

		Em F#m7  G  D           C
		No-where is there to be found
		G            D                     C     C6 C C6
		Among those afraid of losing their ground
		Em    F#m7 G    D             C
		Mean grey town known for its sound
		G         D               C   C6 C C6
		In places small places un-bound


		Lead  |: Em F#m(w/Ebass) G(w/Ebass) :|

		Em  F#m7 G       D         C
		Now the  squares of moving storms
		G             D                   C    C6 C C6
		Some laughing some just shapeless forms
		Em   F#m7 G      D                C
		Sidewalk scenes and black limosouines
		G           D              C    C6 C C6
		Some living some standing alone


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Todays music ain't got the same soul, I like that old time rock and roll