Lady

Am                                     E
Lady sing the blues so well as if she mean it
            Dm                                                 Dm
As if it's hell down here in the smoke filled world where the jokes are cold
                                           E
They don't laugh at jokes, they laugh at tragedies
Am             Dm                E
Corner street societies, they believe her
      Dm                                              E
They never leave her while she sings, she makes them feel things

(begin strumming)
        Am                        Dm
She says "I can sing this song so blue
      Am              Dm       E
That you will cry in spite of you
Am                               Dm
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Am                                  E
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder

Am                                 Dm
And I have walked these streets so long
            Am                          Dm              E
There ain't nothin' right, there ain't nothin' wrong
         Am                            Dm
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Am                               E
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder"

Am            Em          Dm          E
Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, no regrets
Dm              Am          E
Takes a look around, no regrets no regrets
Am                    Em           Dm     E
Stretches out like branches of a poplar tree
      Am          E
Says "I am free", sings so soft as if she'll break

      Am                       Dm
Says "I can sing this song so blue
     Am                        E
That you will cry in spite of you
Am                                Dm
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Am                                 E
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder

Am           Em          Am          Dm
And I have walked these streets so long
              Am           Dm                 E
There ain't nothin' right, nothin' wrong
          Am                       Dm
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Am                              E
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder

A                       Amaj7
But on this stage I've learned to fly
A7                    F#
Learned to sing and learned to cry
Bm
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
G                       E
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
A                    Amaj7
But now it's time to say goodbye
A7                   F#
Some might laugh, but I will surely cry
Bm
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
G                       E
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder"

Am            E
Lady lights a cigarette
Dm               E                   Am
Puffs away and winter comes and she forgets

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