Mr Soul

E E E E

[Verse 1]

E
Oh hello Mr. Soul I dropped by to 
pick up a reason
        E
For the thought that I'd caught that
 my head is the event of the season
       A                        
Why in crowds just a trace of my 
                     E
face should seem so pleasin'
     D                          
I'll cop out to the change but a 
 A                       E
stranger is putting the tease on

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D G D

[Verse 2]
(same as verse 1)

I was down on a frown when a 
messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan 
who said I upset her
Any girl in the world could have 
easily known me better
She said 'You're strange, but don't 
change' and I let her

D

[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)

 In a while well the smile on my 
face turned to plaster
 Stick around while the clown who 
was sick does the trick of disaster
 For the race of my head and my face
 is moving much faster
 Is it strange I should change? I 
don't know - why don't you ask her

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[Chorus]
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 Is it strange I should change? I 
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don't know
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 Is it strange I should change? I 
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Anyways, here is Mr. Soul:

This song is weird.  It's in the key
 of E and in 4/4 time.

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[Intro]
E5

[Verse 1]
          E5            F#/E G/E 
Oh, hello, Mister Soul, I    
          F#/E G/E F#/E G/E E5  
dropped by to pick up  a    
F#/E G/E
rea_son
F#/E G/E F#/E G/E  E5         
     For the  thought that I 
           F#/E G/E          F#/E 
caught that my   head is the 
G/E  F#/E
e_vent  of the
G/E E5     F#/E G/E
sea_son.
F#/E G/E F#/E G/E  A5         
     Why in   crowds just a 
                             E5
trace of my face could seem so  
       F#/E G/E
pleasin'
F#/E G/E F#/E G/E D           
     I'll  cop    out to the 
            A                      
change but a stranger is putting 
E5    F#/E G/E
the tease on.

[Verse 2]
(same as verse 1)

I was down on a frown when the 
messenger brought me a letter.
I was raised by the praise of a fan 
who said I upset her.
Any girl in the world could have 
easily known me better.
She said, "You're strange, but don't
 change," and I let her.

[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)

In a while, will the smile on my 
face turn to plaster,
Stick around while the clown who is 
sick does the trick of disaster.
For the race of my head and my face 
is moving much faster.
Is it strange I should change?  I 
don't know, why don't you ask her?