Joe Purdy is a North American based folk singer-songwriter from Arkansas. He has currently released twelve albums to date: his self-titled debut, Sessions from Motor Ave., Stompingrounds, Julie Blue, Only Four Seasons, You Can Tell Georgia, Paris in the Morning, Canyon Joe, Take My Blanket and Go, Last Clock on the Wall, 4th of July, and This American.
Purdy's albums "Paris in the Morning" and "You Can Tell Georgia" have sold a combined 80,000 single downloads online worldwide.
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Look At You Now by Joe Purdy From the album Only Four Seasons
Tabbed by Kevin ([email protected]) Check out the Unofficial Joe Purdy Transcription site at www.kevin.cafe150.com
FGmBbC My eyes were sad and my finger were mad as I wrote this letter that said FGmBbF Wish you the best in your new royal dress, and I wish that he were dead FGmBbC I guess you don't mind that he's got a wife and a mistress already in place FGmBbF You just throw back your hair and say you don't care and you hide that look on your face
FBbDmC You used to have such a pretty little smile FBbC Yeah but look at you now FBbC Yeah but look at you now
He's a better man now, he's not holding his hand, now that he's got yours to keep
And I hope he can feed you with someone who needs you, and here comes for your turn to eat
And oh so it seems his accent must mean that he's a bit brighter than me
Oh and I guess he won't lie through the whites of his eyes or the gap in the front of teeth
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And if I had to guess I would not be impressed by the cups of tea he can drink
No 'cause the fatter he gets in those caviar chaps the faster your ship gonna sink
And I guess I can't blame if I had to shame you with the things I'd done since I left town
Probably have to tell your new lover to fetch a pale of water for your building I'm down