Biography:
Harry Chapin (December 7, 1942 – July 16, 1981) was an American singer and songwriter. Chapin's debut album, Heads and Tales (1972), was a success thanks to the single "Taxi". His follow-up album, Sniper and Other Love Songs, was less successful; but his third, Short Stories, was a major success. Verities & Balderdash, released soon after, was even more successful, bolstered by the chart-topping hit single "Cat's in the Cradle". He also wrote and performed a Broadway musical, The Night That Made America Famous.
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Other songs:
- Cats In The Cradle
- Circle
- Dreams Go By
- Tangled Up Puppet
- Cat’s In The Cradle
- 30000 Pounds Of Bananas
- A Better Place To Be
- A Better Place To Be Version 2
- All My Lifes A Circle
- Any Old Kind Of Day
- Better Place To Be
- Copper
- Coreys Coming
- Coreys Coming Long
- Could You Put Your Light On Please
- Flowers Are Red
- I Wanna Learn A Love Song
- I Wonder What Happened To Him
- I Wonder What Would Happen To This World
- Jenny
- Last Of The Protest Singers
- Last Stand
- Let Time Go Lightly
- Mail Order Annie
- Mr Tanner
- November Rains
- Old Folkie
- Poor Damned Fool
- Remember When The Music
- Saturday Morning
- Sequel
- She Is Always Seventeen
- Shooting Star
- Six String Orchestra
- Story Of A Life
- Stranger With The Melodies
- Sunday Morning Sunshine
- Taxi
- The Rock
- The Shortest Story
- What Made America Famous
- Wold
- You Are The Only Song
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Intro:
E - B7 - E - Emaj7 - A - E - E7
A B E A
Turning on my pillow, thinking kind of strange
Bm6 C#7 F#m7 B7
The color is of midnight in this room
A B E A
The cars outside are coughing and it’s kinda hard to sleep
G#m C#m B7
And there’s neon out the window, not the moon.
A B
And it was just an any old kind of day
E A
The kind that comes and slips away
E G#m F#m B7
The kind that fills up easy my life’s time
A B7
The night brought any old kind of dark
E A
I heard the ticking of my heart
E G#m F#m7 B7(sus4)
Then why am I thinking something’s left behind?
A B E A
I whistled round today and I skipped a footloose jig
Bm6 C#7 F#M7
To the hurdy-gurdy music of the street
A B E A
I looked up past those rooftops, and saw that cloudless sky
G#m7 Amaj7
But I keep on asking why
G#m7 Amaj7
My life is passing by
G#m7 Amaj7
And I’m left up high and dry
G#M7 Amaj7
But it ain’t no good to cry
G#m7 Amaj7
So I shrug the useless sigh
C#m7 B7 E
And I trust to things that other days will meet.
A B
And it was just an any old kind of day
E A
The kind that comes and slips away
E G#m F#m B7
The kind that fills up easy my life’s time
D B7
The night brought any old kind of dark
E A
I heard the ticking of my heart
E G#m F#m7 B7(sus4) E
Then why am I thinking something’s left behind?
Interlude:
E - B7 - E - Emaj7 - A - E - E7
A B
The night has had it's laughing
E A
When street lights blind the stars
Bm6 C#7
So now it’s shedding rain
F#m7 B7
To sing its sorrow (sorrow)
A B E A
It’s time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away
G#m7 Amaj7
There’s gonna be another day
G#m7 Amaj7
When things will go my way
G#m7 Amaj7
And there’s other things to say
G#m7 Amaj7
And there’s other songs to play
C#m7 B7 E
And there’ll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow.
A B
And it was just an any old kind of day
E A
The kind that comes and slips away
E G#m F#m B7
The kind that fills up easy my life’s time
D B7
The night brought any old kind of dark
E A
I heard the ticking of my heart
E G#m F#m7 B7(sus4) E
Then why am I thinking something’s left behind?
B7 E
E - B7 - E - Emaj7 - A - E - E7
A B E A
Turning on my pillow, thinking kind of strange
Bm6 C#7 F#m7 B7
The color is of midnight in this room
A B E A
The cars outside are coughing and it’s kinda hard to sleep
G#m C#m B7
And there’s neon out the window, not the moon.
A B
And it was just an any old kind of day
E A
The kind that comes and slips away
E G#m F#m B7
The kind that fills up easy my life’s time
A B7
The night brought any old kind of dark
E A
I heard the ticking of my heart
E G#m F#m7 B7(sus4)
Then why am I thinking something’s left behind?
A B E A
I whistled round today and I skipped a footloose jig
Bm6 C#7 F#M7
To the hurdy-gurdy music of the street
A B E A
I looked up past those rooftops, and saw that cloudless sky
G#m7 Amaj7
But I keep on asking why
G#m7 Amaj7
My life is passing by
G#m7 Amaj7
And I’m left up high and dry
G#M7 Amaj7
But it ain’t no good to cry
G#m7 Amaj7
So I shrug the useless sigh
C#m7 B7 E
And I trust to things that other days will meet.
A B
And it was just an any old kind of day
E A
The kind that comes and slips away
E G#m F#m B7
The kind that fills up easy my life’s time
D B7
The night brought any old kind of dark
E A
I heard the ticking of my heart
E G#m F#m7 B7(sus4) E
Then why am I thinking something’s left behind?
Interlude:
E - B7 - E - Emaj7 - A - E - E7
A B
The night has had it's laughing
E A
When street lights blind the stars
Bm6 C#7
So now it’s shedding rain
F#m7 B7
To sing its sorrow (sorrow)
A B E A
It’s time for me to sleep and to rest these thoughts away
G#m7 Amaj7
There’s gonna be another day
G#m7 Amaj7
When things will go my way
G#m7 Amaj7
And there’s other things to say
G#m7 Amaj7
And there’s other songs to play
C#m7 B7 E
And there’ll be time enough for thinking come tomorrow.
A B
And it was just an any old kind of day
E A
The kind that comes and slips away
E G#m F#m B7
The kind that fills up easy my life’s time
D B7
The night brought any old kind of dark
E A
I heard the ticking of my heart
E G#m F#m7 B7(sus4) E
Then why am I thinking something’s left behind?
B7 E
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