D            Bm              D
                             I spend most of my life trying to


       D           Bm                D
      wear another mans clothes  the collars to tight and the


       D                 Bm             G
      shoes they hurt my souls  I gotta closet full of nightmares


      G                    Bm                G
     in the style of your wildest dream  and nothing seems to fit


           A                         D                 Bm     A
       me anymore I fall apart at the seams  Oh    Oh    Oh   Oh


         A           D                                     Bm
        there's a blackbird calling me up from the highest tree


               D
       she    says if you don't like the way things are going


          Bm                         G
       fly away  with me...  now when I was A kid I tried to


       G               Bm               G
     walk a flashlight beam.......  and everytime you turned


      G              A                            D
      the lights off baby..I'd  fall apart at the seams...


            Bm     A        G                A              Bm
     Oh     Oh      Oh..ten years from now a month from yesterday..


       G          A            Bm
      colors will fade as in a dream........and if you ever


       Bb           A                E              G
      cross my mind wherever that my be..... I will fall  A-


      A           D             Bm     A
     part  at the seams.....Oh...Oh    Whoa......  now I used


     D                         Bm                D
    to have a house on the rock.... Oh   man but because  I just


     D                                      Bm
    couldn't be satisfied I took out across the sand.....and


     G                                        Bm
    that lack of satisfaction now has cost me everything.... I


    G                 A                       D
   lost  my rock..yea  and come apart at the  seams.....Oh...


     Bm    A                  G          A             Bm
    Oh.    Oh..     ten years from now a month from yesterday


     G           A           Bm                          Bb
    colors will fade as in a dream....  and if you ever  cross


     Bb     A          E                    G     A
    my mind where ever that may  be...I  will fall apart at the


     D            Bm    A        G               A
    seams..... Oh   Oh.......ten years from now a month from


     Bm               G          A          Bm
   yesterday....... colors  will fade as in dream......and if


    Bm       Bb             A                E
    you ever cross my mind where ever that may be.....I  will


     G     A    N.C.        Bm     Bb        A       E
    fall a-part     at the   S--E--A---M--S.................


      G        A          D
                                end.