It Doesn't Mean A Thing

	  		
 
C 
I never knew my mother 
F                         G 
I can't say it was so bad 
C 
She was still a girl of seventeen 
F                          G 
The night she met my dad 
C 
He was just six months out of Chino 
Am                               G 
Tryin' his hardest to stay clean 
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When they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing 
C          Cmaj9      Am   G                F 
Like doves sleepin' with broken wings 
C        Cmaj9  Am    F 
In a bed fit for a king 
F 
It didn't mean a thing 


C 
It was a shotgun-forced wedding 
F                                        G 
And they forgot to bring the guns 
C 
They were busy countin' promises 
F                                  G 
To the children not yet born 
C 
No one could afford the ride 
Am                                         G 
Everyone hitched up the one oh one 
C            Cmaj9          Am     G                 F 
And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing 
C    Cmaj9       Am         G           F 
Like doves dancin' with broken wings 
C  Cmaj9   Am  G   F   
With a view fit for a king 
F 
It didn't mean a thing 


C 
It was a lonliness they would confess 
F 
Like the world had gone bad, I guess 
C 
So they hold hands lookin' to the eyes of God 
F 
They say, "Tell me, why'd you hide from us? 
C 
Why'd you fill the world with wickedness? 
F                                                  G 
Why'd you spare us from your grace but not the rod?" 
C 
Now my dad says, "Fuck the teachers, 
F                                     G 
Just keep your head down hide. 
C 
Gotta find yourself alone  
F                                      G 
before you'll find the eyes of God" 
C 
You may be broke and scared 
Am                                               G 
And mad and tear at the flesh of your own heart's strings 
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But you were born to be a peasant not a king 
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So just stop actin' like you're runnin' form something 
C     Cmaj9                 Am             G              F 
You're gonna leave the way you came without a thing 
C     Cmaj9         Am           G                  F 
With you're heart tied to your mind tied to a string 
C     Cmaj9           Am         G              F 
You just sing and you sing and you sing 
                         C 
It doesn't mean a thing