Jonatha Brooke
Written by Jonatha Brooke
Cavaco chords Intermediate level
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Tuning: C G D F Bb D 

Bbmaj7                    Gm       Ebadd9 
Annie, I hope things line up for you 
Bbmaj7        Gm        Ebadd9 
All in a row, shiny and new 
Bbmaj7                      Gm        Ebadd9 
You can't keep on living in one small room 
Dm                        Eb 
When you never let anyone in 
Dm                   Eb 
You never let anyone in 

Bbmaj7                            Gm        Ebadd9 
And Annie, you think the whole world's been cruel 
Bbmaj7                Gm        Ebadd9 
All the stars took advantage of you 
Bbmaj7                         Gm       Ebadd9 
Your mother was cold and your daddy'd no love 
Dm                                 Eb 
So you stomped your feet till they noticed 
Dm                               Eb 
You stomped your feet till they put on the kid gloves 

Gmadd9                          Cmadd9 
Now they're walking on eggshells, they're walking on glass 
Gmadd9               Cmadd9 
Sing hallelujah each time that you pass 
Abadd9                          Cmadd9                 Eb 
And someday you'll pick yourself up off your ass and go 

Bbmaj7                   Gm               Ebadd9 
And Annie you think the boys never played fair 
Bbmaj7                     Gm         Ebadd9 
Tripping you up, sticking gum in your hair 
Bbmaj7                     Gm            Ebadd9 
Wherever you run, it's yourself you face there 
Dm                            Eb 
And he might be gone when you need him 
Dm                               Eb 
And he might be long gone when you find you care 

Gmadd9                            Cmadd9 
'Cause he's walking on eggshells, he's walking on glass 
Gmadd9                Cmadd9 
He sings you a lullaby each time you ask 
Abadd9                          Cmadd9                 Eb 
And someday you'll pick yourself up off your ass and go 

Bbmaj7                          Gm        Ebadd9 
And Annie, I love you, that's always been clear 
Bbmaj7                          Gm           Ebadd9 
It's the layers of history that won't let us hear 
Bbmaj7                       Gm            Ebadd9 
The twisted compassion that's burning our ears 
Dm                    Eb 
The distance from there to here 
Dm                    Eb 
The distance from there to here 

Gmadd9                          Cmadd9 
'Cause I'm walking on eggshells, I'm walking on glass 
Gmadd9                Cmadd9 
We sing you a lullaby each time you ask 
Abadd9                          Cmadd9                 Eb 
And someday you'll pick yourself up off your ass and go 

Gmadd9                           Cmadd9 
'Cause you're gambling again and the stakes are too high 
Gmadd9              Cmadd9 
Your ante is fear and my bet is desire 
Abadd9                    Cmadd9               Eb 
Took you far from the truth and into the fire again 

Bbmaj7                      Gm        Ebadd9 
And Annie, I hope things line up for you 
Bbmaj7        Gm        Ebadd9 
All in a row, shiny and new 
Bbmaj7                       Gm        Ebadd9 
You can't keep on living in one small room 
Dm                        Eb 
When you never let anyone in 

Outro 
Dm                    Eb 
You never let anyone in 
Dm                    Eb 
you never let anyone in 
Dm                    Eb 
You never let anyone in
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