Trombone

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Intro

B

Chorus

                         E     F#                                   B
Trombone, come play your song, make it the one about good love gone wrong
                    E         F#                                       B
I’m so blue and all alone, so blow something sad and slow for me, trom-bone

Verse

B         E    A        B               E               A      B
I’ve been told time's a healer, still I can’t shake the love I lost
E        A     E       B         F#    B      E      A       B
Seems my desti-ny’s to count the cost, no one calls, who can blame ‘em
B           E      A     B    E         A       E        B     F#
They’re all out of sympa-thy, lord, how I could use some compa-ny
F#                                       N.C.
At times, like this, some sweet, release

Chorus

B                        E     F#                                   B
Trombone, come play your song, make it the one about good love gone wrong
                     E         F#                                       B
My one true love has flown, so blow something sad and slow for me, trom-bone

Instrumental

E F# E F# E Bb B F# E F# E F# E Bb B

Verse

B           E      A       B               E       A         B
I should be on the road to glory, not this barren, bleak ter-rain
E           A     E       B     F#    B        E       A     B
I pray I’ll never be this way a-gain, spilling from an upper story
             E          A    B   E       A         E   B       F#
Comes a half-remembered melo-dy, and I’m whistling the missing harmony
F#                    N.C.
In B, or C, oh please

Chorus

B                        E     F#                                   B
Trombone, come play your song, make it the one about good love gone wrong
                       E         F#
I’m so so blue and all alone, so oil up your slide trombone
My one true love has flown, I’m sitting here in limbo, dear
                      B  Em       B  Em       B  Em  B
I need you near, Trom-bo-ne, Trom-bo-ne, Trom-bo-ne