Meredith Ann Brooks (born June 12, 1958 in Oregon City, Oregon, USA) is an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. She's best known for her acclaimed 1997 release 'Blurring the Edges', her debut major label album receiving widespread commercial success and being RIAA certified as double-platinum. Growing up in Corvallis, she left high school at age fifteen in 1974 before working in the Pacific Northwest indie music scene, performing and making independent records.
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Date: Mon, 29 Dec 1997 09:55:43 PST From: Mikael Persson Subject: Pollyanne
Song: Pollyanne Arist: Meredith Brooks
INTRO AD 2X
A Here we go again D Same old argument BmA You're calling me Miss Pollyanne A You see the world as cruel D And bein mad is cool BmA You think that I don't give a damn
CHORUS DEA You don't have to shout to be heard A Who said dark is deep DEA You'd rather flip the bird A I'd rather show you signs of peace DEF#m Love ain't a dying art EBm As far as I can see D Yeah sentimental me
Intrelude (same chords as verse)
A Fist up in the air D Mine used to be up there BmA You only give yourself away A So paint your roses black and blue D Use the f**k word I can too BmA When I have nothing else to say
DEA You don't have to shout to be heard A Who said dark is deep DEA You'd rather flip the bird
A I'd rather show you signs of peace DEF#m Love ain't a dying art EBm As far as I can see DA Yeah sentimental me DA Yeah sentimental me D Yeah
SOLO (Same chords as verse)
DEA You don't have to shout to be heard A Who said dark is deep DEA You'd rather flip the bird A I'd rather show you signs of peace DEF#m Love ain't a dying art EBm As far as I can see DA Yeah of sentimental me DA Yeah sentimental me D Yeah sentimental
AD Here we go again AD We may never change A So you can call me Pollyanne