Capo 2nd Fret Intro: D5 A5 G5 B5 G5 A5 B5 G5 A5 D5 A5 G5 D5 A5 G5 You can't write a novel from a briefcase B5 G5 A5 You can write a poem from a trench B5 G5 A5 You can dream a dream from A___ to B D5 A5 G5 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 D5 G5 Little Blue, how do you do E5 Your smile looks like heaven A5 D5 but your eyes hold a storm about to brew G5 Little Blue E5 How can a flower so pretty A5 be so laden down with dew D5 Little Blue Bb5 A5 How can a flower so beautiful Bb5 A5 be so laden down with dew D5 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 A5 G5 B5 G5 A5 D5 A5 G5 Well Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool B5 G5 A5 And Keats from the top of a hill B5 G5 A5 So I'm going to save my special song for you D5 A5 From a grave where it's quiet and it's chill Bb5 A5 'Cause there's a queue of clouds assembled Bb5 A5 On the horizon of your smile Bb5 A5 When most think that you're holding back G5 A5 I 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
