John Townes Van Zandt (March 7, 1944 – January 1, 1997), better known as Townes Van Zandt, was a critically acclaimed American songwriter and singer. Much of Van Zandt’s musical canon--songs such as "Pancho and Lefty", "For the Sake of the Song", "Tecumseh Valley", "Rex's Blues", and "To Live is to Fly"--are widely considered masterpieces of American folk music. His musical style is often described as melancholy in sound and delivery with rich and poetic lyrics.
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CFC Dontcha take it too bad, if you're feelin' unlovin' G7C If you're feelin' unfeelin', if you're feelin' alone. F Dontcha take it too bad, 'cause it ain't you to blame babe, CG7 It's only a game made, out of all of this livin' CFC That we got left to do.
And if you go searchin' for rhyme or for reason Then we won't have the time that it takes just for talkin' About the places you've been babe About the faces you've seen babe And how soft the time flies, past your window at night.
And we just can't have that girl Cause it's a sad lonesome cold world And a man needs a woman to stand by his side And whisper sweet words in his ears about daydreams And roses and playthings And the sweetness of springtime And the sound of the rain.
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country strum with bass pickin'
CFC Don't you take it too bad, if you're feelin' unlovin' GG7C If you're feelin' unfeelin, if you're feelin' alone FC Don't you take it too bad, cause it ain't you to blame, babe GG7 well it's some kind of game, babe, out of all of this living, C that we've got left to do.
Aw if you go searchin, for rhyme or for reason well then you won't have the time that it takes just for talkin about the places you've been, babe, and the faces you've seen, babe and how soft the time flies past your window at night.
And we just can't have that girl, cause it's a hard lonesome cold world and a man needs a woman to stand by his side and whisper sweet words in his ears about daydreams and roses and playthings, and the sweetness of springtime and the sound of the rain.