Chords for Shawn Colvin - Polaroids (Live from Sessions at West 54th Bonus Performances)

[F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [F] _
Please no more therapy, [Gm] mother take care of [F] me.
Piece me together with a [Gm] needle and [F] thread.
Wrap me in a hider down, [Bb] lace [F] from your wedding gown fold,
and lay me [Gm] down on your bed.
[Bb]
Liking me to a shoe, [F] black and spitz all through,
[Fm] kicking back home [D] to you, smiling back [C] home,
[F]
singing back home to [Bb] you, [F] laughing back home to [Gm] you,
dragging back home to you.
_ [C] _ [F]
I was so wary [Bb] then, the ugly [F] American,
thinner than oxygen, [Gm] tough as a whore.
[F] I said you can lie to me, I own what's inside of me,
and nothing surprises [Gm] me anymore.
_ [F] [Bb] But forests in Germany, [F] _ kittenwood tullary,
[Ab]
broken down [D] fortresses [Ab] in old [C] Italy.
_ [F]
Blaming his victory, [Bb] shrouded in mystery,
he went running away with me.
_ [F] _ _ Back in [Bb] our home New York, walking these streets forlorn,
[F] we all in our uniforms, black and black.
Doing that slouch and jive, [Bb] the artist must survive,
[F] we got all we need, we cried and we don't look [Bb] back.
Thinking we had it [F] made, voiced for the [Ab] parade,
knee deep in accolades, the conceptual [C] pair.
How [F] about ever the mild content, he left without [Gm] incident,
vanished into thin [F] air. _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
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[Eb] _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ [F] _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ Now I am [Am] always [F] [Bb] amazed, [F] words can fill up a page,
just fill up the days [Bb] between him [Gm] and me.
[F] The vows that we never keep, from bedrooms to business speak,
make me remember how true words [Bb] can be.
The letters I wrote you, I would [F] hose of the desperate [Eb] stuff,
like begging for [Ab] love in a suicide [C] _ [F] thread.
But I am too young to doubt, too old for a [Gm] lullaby,
too tired for life on the _ [F] ledge.
But I had a dream last night, of lovers who walked the plank,
out on the edge of time [Gm] amidst ridicule.
[F] They laughed as they rocked and [Bb] reeled over the mining [F] fields,
coming to rest on [Bb] this ship of fools.
And he just took _ [F] Polaroids of her smile and [Fm] the light,
[Ab] of the dawn of the missing [C] skies.
[F]
Before they went [Bb] overboard, [F] she turned to nail the book [Gm] card,
and it said _ [C] Valentine.
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