Something Fine

Chords Used:
      G    G9   C/G    A7/G
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B|---0------0------1--------2-----
G|---4------2------0--------0-----
D|---0------0------2--------2-----
A|---0------0------0--------0-----
E|--------------------------------


Gmaj7  Em    G*      G**
E|-------------0------3-----------
B|----3--------0------3--------0--
G|----0--------0------4--------0--
D|----4--------4------0--------0--
A|----0--------4------0--------0--
E|-------------0------------------

Intro:
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B|--------------0-----------------
G|---2s4----------2--0------0-----
D|---------0-------------2--------
A|---0----------------------------
E|--------------------------------

E|-2----------------| 
B|---3--------------| 
G|-------2s4--------| 
D|------------------| 
A|-0------0---------| 
E|------------------| 

E|-------------------------------
B|--3--0----0--------------------
G|--------------2---0------0-----
D|----------------------2--------
A|-------------------------------
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E|-3-----|  
B|-0------| 
G|4------|  
D|-0-----|  
A|-0-----|  
E|-------|  

   G
The papers lie there helplessly,
         G9
 in a pile outside my door,

    C/G
I tried and tried, but I just can't
     G*
 remember what they're for.
      G
The world outside is tugging like
     C/G        A7/G
 a beggar at my sleeve,
Continues after the ad
                G*               
Oh that's much too old a story to 
    C/G               G*
believe.
               Gmaj7             
And you know that it's taken it's 
              C/G
share of me,
              Em                   
Even though you take such good care
             C/G        G**
 of me .
Gmaj7                             
Now you say Morocco, and that 
      C/G
makes me smile,
I haven't seen  Morocco in a long, 
          G**
long while.
        Gmaj7
The dreams are rolling down across
                          C/G
 the places in my mind,
And I've just had a taste of 
                             G** 
something fine.
C/G  G**



The future hides and the past just 
slides,
England lies between,
Floating in a silver mist so cold 
and so clean.
California's shaking like an angry 
child will,
Who has asked for love and is 
unanswered still.
And you know that I'm looking back 
carefully,
Cause I know that there's still 
something there for me.
But you said Morocco, and that made 
me smile,
It hasn't been that easy for a long,
 long while,
And looking back into your eyes,
 I saw them really shine,
Giving me a taste of something fine,

Something 
        Gmaj7  C/G   D/G   Em   
Fine----------------------------
C/G   G**


Gmaj7                        
Now if you see Morocco, I know 
          C/G
you'll go in style
I may not see Morocco, for a little 
          G**
while.
        Gmaj7
And while you're there I was hoping 
you might
C/G
 keep it in your mind,
to save me just a taste of something
                    G**
 fine.