Written by Elliott Murphy
Intro: F C Dm C (x2) verse 1 F C Let me tell you about a girl I know Dm C Well she's got palomino strides F C And when her breakdown in Geneva came Dm C I was there right by her side F C And I told her as she got older Dm C She wouldn't fall so hard F C But she said that she'd keep walking Dm G Cause you know she knows her styleverse 2 F C And when she takes me to the gallery Dm C And we stand in the hand of art F C And all I saw was death on those walls Dm C I want to tear those paintings apart F C And it's colder as you grow older Dm C You can't close your eyes F C But she tells me that you got to do something Dm G And I'm looking for a good disguiseF C And look at me F C So blind I thought I could see F C She don't want to read no history book Dm Am She don't want to prove no eventuality Dm G No no eventualityInterlude F C Dm C x2 verse 3 F C And maybe later when the seasons change Dm C And the dice are all rolled out F C They will say we were gamblers then Dm C We were young cause we had no doubts F C And the ending when love's just lending Dm C Can't even break her smile F C But like she said you really gotta do something Dm G If only waiting on a brand new styleF C And look at me F C So blind I thought I could see F C She don't want to read no history book Dm Am She don't want to prove no eventuality Dm G No no eventualityOutro F C Dm C repeat until fade (about 4 times)F C And look at me F C So blind I thought I could see F C She don't want to read no history book Dm Am She don't want to prove no eventuality Dm G No no eventuality