Chords for Crosby, Stills & Nash - Suite: Judy Blue Eyes (Official Audio)

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_ _ _ _ _ It's getting to [A] the point where I'm [E] no fun [B] anymore.
_ [E] [A] I am sorry.
_ [E] Sometimes [A] it hurts so [E] badly I must cry out loud.
_ [A] I am lonely.
[E] I am yours.
[B] You are mine.
[A] You are what you are.
[E] You make it [A] hard.
_ [E] Remember [A] what we've said and done [E] and felt about each _ other.
Oh, [A] faith have mercy.
_ [E] _ [A] Don't let the past remind [E] us of what we are not now.
I [A] am not dreaming.
[E] I am yours.
You are mine.
[A] You are what you [Am] are.
[E] You make it hard. _ _
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_ [A] Tearing yourself away [E] from me now [Em] you are free.
[E] And [A] I am crying. _ _
[E] This [A] does not mean I don't love [E] you.
I do.
That's [Em] forever.
This [A] is for always.
[E] I am yours.
[Em] You are mine.
[A] You are what you [Em] are.
[E] You make it [A] hard.
_ [E] _ [A] Something inside is telling [E] me that I've [B] got your secret.
Are [A] you still listening?
_ [E] Here [A] is the lock and left [E] at the key to your [B] heart.
[Em] _
[A] And I love you.
[E] I am yours.
You are mine.
[A] You are what you are.
[Em] [E] You make it [A] hard.
[E] And you make it [A] hard.
And [E] you make it [A] hard.
And [E] you make it hard. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Friday evening.
_ _ [Am] Sunday in the [E] afternoon.
_ [A] _ _ [E] What have you got to _ lose? _ _ _ _
_ _ Tuesday morning. _ _
Please [Am] be gone.
[Em] I'm tired of [A] you. _
_ [E] What have you got to _ lose? _
_ _ [D] Can I tell it like it is?
[A]
Listen to me baby.
_ [D] _ It's my heart [A] that's a-slow but it's a doubt that [E] I have to lose. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I've got an answer.
_ _ _ [A] I'm going to fly away.
What [E] have I got to lose? _ _ _ _ _ _
Will you come see me? _
_ [A] Thursdays and _ Saturdays. _
[Em] What [E] have you got to _ lose? _
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_ _ _ _ _ Chestnut, brown canary, ruby-throated sparrow.
Sing the song.
Don't be long.
Thrill me to the marrow. _ _ _
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_ Voices of the angels ring around the moonlight.
Asking me, saying, she's so free.
How can you catch the sparrow? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Lacy, lilting lyric.
Losing all blind faith.
Change my life.
Make it right.
Be my lady. _ _ _
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[E] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [E] _ [F#m] _ _ _
I'm going to fly away. _ _ _ _
What have I got to lose?
Can I tell it like it is?
[D] Listen to me baby.
It's my heart _
[E] _ [F#m] that's a-slow but it's a doubt that I have to lose. _ _
[Em] [F#m] I've got an answer.
I'm going to fly away.
_ What have I got to lose?
What have I got to lose?
What have I got to lose?
[E] What have I got to lose?
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