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INTRO:
D                G               
A               A
D                G               

A               A

CHORUS:
D                G            A 
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda 
              A
loved her if he coulda.
D            G                 A
This story's getting very near 
              A
the end.
D                G            A 
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda 
              A
loved her if he coulda.
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D                 G             
(But) He'd rather be alone than 
A             A
pretend.

VERSE 1:
G                                 
She wanted him to love her but he 
      A
didn't.
G                                 
He took to the woods and wandered 
      A
in it.
G                            
Walked along and on until they 
           A
couldn't.
G                                 
Stoned himself to tell her that he
      A
 wouldn't

REPEAT CHORUS

1ST INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:

D    A    B    G    E    E    A    A
     (twice)

VERSE 2 (slight changes):
G                                 
She wanted him to love her but he 
      A
didn't.
G                                 
He took to the woods and wandered 
      A
in it.
G                                 
He walked along and on 'til his 
      A
legs couldn't.
G                                 
Stole her voice to tell her that 
      A
he wouldn't.

CHORUS AGAIN

2ND INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:

D    A    B    G    E    E    A    A
     (twice)

G    G    A    A    G    G    A    A
     (twice)

CHORUS AGAIN

END ON D AFTER DRAMATIC PAUSE


Corrections Welcome

--  

mike roark > "Man was matter, that 
was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a
 window
           > and he'll fall. Set 
fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him
 and he'll
           > rot like other kinds of
 garbage. The spirit gone, man is 
garbage.
           > That was Snowden's 
secret. Ripeness was all."   - J. 
Heller