Chords for Not So Sweet Martha Lorraine - Country Joe & The Fish
Tempo:
125.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
Em
E
F#m
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[F#m]
[G#m]
[F#m] [Bm] Oh, [Em] how can [A] I hide from an [E] attic concealed on a shelf?
I'll use the literature based on myself.
And [A] run to gothic [D#] pages [E] like some tiny elf.
[B] Knowing that it's hard to find the [F#m] stuff way back in her mind.
[B] Wind up spending all of her time [F#m] trying to memorize every line.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, [E] [A] [Em] sweet [A] Lorraine, [E] [A] [B]
[E] sweet lady of death wants me [A] to [Em] die.
[E]
She can [Am] come sit by [Em] my [F#m] bedside to sigh.
[Em]
[Bm] [E] Wipe away the tears from all my friend's eyes.
[G#m] Then softly she will explain [D] just exactly who [F#m] was to blame
for [G#m] causing me to go insane [F#m] and finally blow [D] out my brains.
Sweet [A]
Lorraine, [D] [E] [A]
[E] [D] [E] I [G] know [A] [Em] it's a shame and a pity [D] you raised
[F] [G] [D] up [Dm] in a [G] city I knew never,
[Bm] but I'm loving my country [Em] away.
Oh, my country way.
[A] [E] [A] [Em]
[E]
[Em]
[A] [Em]
[E] [Em]
[E]
[G#m] [F#m]
[G#m]
[F#m] Oh,
[Bm] the [F#m] joy of [B] life, [Em] she's rather [A] than black.
[D#] [Em]
The [A] celestial [Em] secrets [A] engraved in her back.
[C#]
And her face keeps flashing [E] that she's got the knack.
But you [G#m] know when you look into her eyes,
[F#m] all she's had, she's had to memorize.
[A] And the [G#m] only way you'll ever get her high [D] is to let her do her thing
and then watch you die.
Sweet [A] Lorraine, [Bm] [E] [F#m] oh, [D#]
sweet [A] Lorraine.
[D] [E]
Oh, [A] she's the one who gives [B] us all those magical things.
[C#] She [A] reads us stories out of each [Em] cheek.
[C#] And she bows [A] without a [E] hold, new vows getting ringed.
The love you put on your [B] hand makes you [F#m] one of the angel band
[G#m] and gives you the power to be a man.
[D] But what it does to her you never quite [B] understand.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, [Em] oh.
[A]
[Em]
Shame and a pity [D] you raised [Gm]
[Dm] up in a city I [Em] knew never,
[G] but I'm loving [D] my country [Em] away.
Oh, my country way.
[A]
[Em] [A]
[Em]
[E]
[A]
[G#m]
[F#m] [Bm]
[G] [A] [G]
[A]
[Em] [Dm]
[G] [Em]
[G] [Dm] [Em]
[A] [E]
[Em]
[B]
[N]
[F#m]
[G#m]
[F#m] [Bm] Oh, [Em] how can [A] I hide from an [E] attic concealed on a shelf?
I'll use the literature based on myself.
And [A] run to gothic [D#] pages [E] like some tiny elf.
[B] Knowing that it's hard to find the [F#m] stuff way back in her mind.
[B] Wind up spending all of her time [F#m] trying to memorize every line.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, [E] [A] [Em] sweet [A] Lorraine, [E] [A] [B]
[E] sweet lady of death wants me [A] to [Em] die.
[E]
She can [Am] come sit by [Em] my [F#m] bedside to sigh.
[Em]
[Bm] [E] Wipe away the tears from all my friend's eyes.
[G#m] Then softly she will explain [D] just exactly who [F#m] was to blame
for [G#m] causing me to go insane [F#m] and finally blow [D] out my brains.
Sweet [A]
Lorraine, [D] [E] [A]
[E] [D] [E] I [G] know [A] [Em] it's a shame and a pity [D] you raised
[F] [G] [D] up [Dm] in a [G] city I knew never,
[Bm] but I'm loving my country [Em] away.
Oh, my country way.
[A] [E] [A] [Em]
[E]
[Em]
[A] [Em]
[E] [Em]
[E]
[G#m] [F#m]
[G#m]
[F#m] Oh,
[Bm] the [F#m] joy of [B] life, [Em] she's rather [A] than black.
[D#] [Em]
The [A] celestial [Em] secrets [A] engraved in her back.
[C#]
And her face keeps flashing [E] that she's got the knack.
But you [G#m] know when you look into her eyes,
[F#m] all she's had, she's had to memorize.
[A] And the [G#m] only way you'll ever get her high [D] is to let her do her thing
and then watch you die.
Sweet [A] Lorraine, [Bm] [E] [F#m] oh, [D#]
sweet [A] Lorraine.
[D] [E]
Oh, [A] she's the one who gives [B] us all those magical things.
[C#] She [A] reads us stories out of each [Em] cheek.
[C#] And she bows [A] without a [E] hold, new vows getting ringed.
The love you put on your [B] hand makes you [F#m] one of the angel band
[G#m] and gives you the power to be a man.
[D] But what it does to her you never quite [B] understand.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, [Em] oh.
[A]
[Em]
Shame and a pity [D] you raised [Gm]
[Dm] up in a city I [Em] knew never,
[G] but I'm loving [D] my country [Em] away.
Oh, my country way.
[A]
[Em] [A]
[Em]
[E]
[A]
[G#m]
[F#m] [Bm]
[G] [A] [G]
[A]
[Em] [Dm]
[G] [Em]
[G] [Dm] [Em]
[A] [E]
[Em]
[B]
[N]
Key:
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Em
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_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _ Oh, [Em] how can [A] I hide from an [E] attic concealed on a shelf?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'll use the literature based on myself.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And [A] run to gothic [D#] pages [E] like some tiny elf.
[B] Knowing _ that it's hard to find the [F#m] stuff way back in her mind.
[B] Wind up spending all of her time [F#m] trying to memorize every line.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, _ [E] _ _ _ [A] [Em] sweet [A] Lorraine, _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [B]
[E] sweet lady of death wants me [A] to [Em] die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
She can [Am] come sit by [Em] my [F#m] bedside to sigh.
[Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [E] Wipe away the tears from all my friend's eyes. _
[G#m] Then softly she will explain [D] just exactly _ who [F#m] was to blame
for [G#m] causing me to go insane [F#m] and finally blow [D] out my brains.
Sweet [A]
Lorraine, _ [D] _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ [D] _ [E] _ _ I [G] know _ [A] [Em] it's a shame and a pity [D] you raised
[F] _ [G] [D] up [Dm] in a [G] city I knew never, _
[Bm] but I'm loving my country [Em] away. _
_ Oh, my country way. _
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Oh, _
[Bm] _ the [F#m] joy of [B] life, [Em] she's rather [A] than black.
_ _ _ [D#] _ [Em] _ _
_ The [A] celestial [Em] secrets [A] engraved in her back.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And her face keeps flashing [E] that she's got the knack.
But you [G#m] know when you look into her eyes,
[F#m] all she's had, she's had to memorize.
[A] And the [G#m] only way you'll ever get her high [D] is to let her do her thing
and then watch you die.
Sweet [A] Lorraine, _ [Bm] _ [E] [F#m] oh, [D#]
sweet [A] Lorraine.
_ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
Oh, [A] she's the one who gives [B] us all those magical things.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ She [A] reads us stories out of each [Em] cheek. _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ And she bows [A] without a [E] hold, new vows getting ringed.
The love you put on your [B] hand makes you [F#m] one of the angel band
[G#m] and gives you the power to be a man.
[D] But what it does to her you never quite [B] understand.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, [Em] _ _ oh.
_ _ [A] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Shame and a pity [D] you raised [Gm] _
[Dm] up in a city I [Em] knew never, _
[G] but I'm loving [D] my country [Em] away. _
Oh, my country way. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Em] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _ Oh, [Em] how can [A] I hide from an [E] attic concealed on a shelf?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'll use the literature based on myself.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And [A] run to gothic [D#] pages [E] like some tiny elf.
[B] Knowing _ that it's hard to find the [F#m] stuff way back in her mind.
[B] Wind up spending all of her time [F#m] trying to memorize every line.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, _ [E] _ _ _ [A] [Em] sweet [A] Lorraine, _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [B]
[E] sweet lady of death wants me [A] to [Em] die. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
She can [Am] come sit by [Em] my [F#m] bedside to sigh.
[Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [E] Wipe away the tears from all my friend's eyes. _
[G#m] Then softly she will explain [D] just exactly _ who [F#m] was to blame
for [G#m] causing me to go insane [F#m] and finally blow [D] out my brains.
Sweet [A]
Lorraine, _ [D] _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ [D] _ [E] _ _ I [G] know _ [A] [Em] it's a shame and a pity [D] you raised
[F] _ [G] [D] up [Dm] in a [G] city I knew never, _
[Bm] but I'm loving my country [Em] away. _
_ Oh, my country way. _
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Oh, _
[Bm] _ the [F#m] joy of [B] life, [Em] she's rather [A] than black.
_ _ _ [D#] _ [Em] _ _
_ The [A] celestial [Em] secrets [A] engraved in her back.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And her face keeps flashing [E] that she's got the knack.
But you [G#m] know when you look into her eyes,
[F#m] all she's had, she's had to memorize.
[A] And the [G#m] only way you'll ever get her high [D] is to let her do her thing
and then watch you die.
Sweet [A] Lorraine, _ [Bm] _ [E] [F#m] oh, [D#]
sweet [A] Lorraine.
_ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
Oh, [A] she's the one who gives [B] us all those magical things.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ She [A] reads us stories out of each [Em] cheek. _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ And she bows [A] without a [E] hold, new vows getting ringed.
The love you put on your [B] hand makes you [F#m] one of the angel band
[G#m] and gives you the power to be a man.
[D] But what it does to her you never quite [B] understand.
[A] Sweet Lorraine, [Em] _ _ oh.
_ _ [A] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Shame and a pity [D] you raised [Gm] _
[Dm] up in a city I [Em] knew never, _
[G] but I'm loving [D] my country [Em] away. _
Oh, my country way. _ _ _
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