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From: GMasterE@aol.com
Date: Wed, 14 Jun 1995 00:23:28 -0400

I Don't Want To Talk About It
Rod "the god" Stewart

Sent By GMasterE@AOL

GO SOUTHERN CAL!!!!!!!!!!!

This song is simple to play, and if you can pick a simple
pattern, will sound very much like the real thing.  The trick
though, and this is a MUST, is to CAPO THE THIRD FRET, and then play
it accordingly.  I played it at a wedding in Santa Cruz (I know...bad
lyrics choice, but the bride wanted to hear the song) and
got nothing but compliments.


CAPO THE THIRD FRET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

      Am7                           D7                   G

I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been crying forever,

        Am7                         D7                         G
and the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you, they're a mirror.

C              D7            G     Bm/F#          Em
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.

C                     D7                C
If I stay here just a little bit longer,

                          D7           Am7     D11       G
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart,   whoa,    heart?

     Am7                       D7                          G
If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the color of my heart;

                                                     Am7
blue for the tears,  black for the night fears,  the stars in the sky

           D7                        G
don't mean nothing to you, they're a mirror........................

If someone knows the actual INTRO and all, please send it in!!!!!!
I'd be totally STOKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

REMEMBER:  All you touch and all you see, is all your life will ever be.
						Relived by Danny M.
						   Thanks, Bra