New Years Day Chords by Mary Chapin Carpenter

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[Bb] _ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _
[F] _ [Dm] We are sitting [F] at a table in [D] a bar in Baltimore [Dm] It's the [C] last night of [Dm] [G] December and noon is
[F] nearly fall And the front door pulls a draft in [Dm] every [C] time
it [F] opens wide [Dm] And you are telling [D] me a [G] story from another
[F] time and [Bb] life [C] _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ And [Bb] the waitress [F] brings our order [Bb] and we're
[C] tucked in mighty [F] close [Bb] And I feel like [Dm] we belong among the living
[F] and these ghosts [Bb] And I [D] know that I [F] am dreaming [Bb] as I memorize
[F] each part And [Bb] the telling [Dm] lies are reverie [Bb] and the
[C] details lie [F] the heart [Am] Like the folds of [Bb] summer dresses, [Am] like the
scent [Bb] upon my wrist [F] Like the [Em] way you played [Dm] guitar like a [Bb] boxer
punches with [F] his fist [Am] And taken [Bb] or just lost to [Am] me, it's better
now [F] to say _ I [C] dwell in [Dm] possibility [Bb] on New [F] Year's Day _
[Bb] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _
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[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] There's a [C] jukebox or [F] a [Dm] bandstand and we're on another [F] round
[Bb] And the night's just [Dm] getting started or [F] the [C] night's just [F] winding down
[Bb] And your stories [F] are not clouded yet [Bb] by the ale or [F] by the gin
They [Bb] just [C] make me feel [Dm] as if I've [Bb] known you all my [F] life again
[Am] Like the folds [Bb] of summer dresses, [Am] like the scent upon [Bb] my wrist
[G] Like the way you played [Dm] [F] guitar like a boxer [Bb] punches [F] with his fist
[Am] And taken or [Bb] just lost to [Am] me, it's better [Bb] now to say
[F] _ I dwell in [Dm] [F] possibility [Bb] on New [F] Year's Day _ [Am] _ _ _
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[F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _
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[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] And [C] this is what it [F] looked like [Dm] when we started
[F] walking home [D] The night sky [Dm] bleached to silver [C] _ against the
city's [F] bone [D] In dreams or [F] in our wake, [Bb] it's just [F] enough
to say _ [Bb] [C] Love and grace [Dm] and endless [Bb] flowers be ours
on [F] New Year's Day [Am] And the folds of [Bb] summer dresses, [C] and the
bangles on my wrist [F] And the way you played guitar like a boxer
[Bb] punches [F] with his fist [Am] And taken or just [Bb] lost to [Am] us, it's better
[Bb] now to say _
[F] We dwell in possibility [Bb] on New [F] Year's Day
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[Dm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _
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