Tuning: 1/2 step down (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb)

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F         Am       G
Monday, I saw you smile
         F           Am       G
And then Tuesday, We talked awhile
   F                      Am   G
By Wednesday something's wrong
   F            Am    G
By weekend, you were gone

F           Am        G
Thursday, I heard she strayed
       F            Am      G
And by Friday, When she got paid
F                     Am G
She smoked it all away
     F          Am   G
Left ashes, for Saturday


C                   F
We all dig our own way
Am               G
We might find it tough to say
            C                F
But this life's a fragile thing
    Am          G
So goodbye, my dear old friend


F                     Am        G
Last Christmas, your daughter smiled
             F                 Am       G
Hugged and kissed us, But you cashed it in
          F                       Am  G
When the New Year's ball had dropped
      F               Am          G
My hope died, as we watched the clock


C                   F
We all dig our own way
Am               G
We might find it tough to say
            C                Dm
But this life's a fragile thing
    Am          G
So goodbye, my dear old friend

         Dm                F
It's all quiet on Mother's Day
            Am             C
Your baby's grown and gone away
          Dm               F
It's all quiet on Mother's Day
      Am             G
A forgotten mid-June gray

| F | F | Am | G |

We all dig our own way
We all find it hard to say
But this life's a fragile thing
So goodbye, my dear old friend

It's all quiet on Mother's Day
Your baby's grown and gone away
It's all quiet on Mother's Day
A forgotten mid-June gray