Loudon Wainwright Iii - In C текст песни

In C
By Loudon Wainright III

(C) Here is another (F) song in (G) C
When I (C) play piano (F) that's my (G) key
If (Am) I was playing my (F) guitar
I will probably (Am) be in G the chances (G) are

So (C) here's another (F) song in (G) C
With my (C) favorite (F) protagonist (G) me
Of (Am) my little world I'll tell and (F) show
I'll (Am) sing all about it so you will (G) know

When the (C) people in it (F) break my (G) heart
Then my (C) little world can (F) fall (G) apart
And there is (Am) not a thing I can (F) do
(G) Except to sing in (F) C to (C) you

There (C) used to be a (F) fami- (G) -ly
Brother (C) sister father (F) mother and (G) me
We were (Am) living in a little (F) home
We were (Am) fending off the great (G) unknown

But the (C) great unknown (F) got in (G) side
What (C) had been whole (F) he did (G) divide
In the (Am) end father had to (F) leave
When he (Am) did the mother had to (G) grieve

That is the (C) time when (F) real troubles (G) start
Is (C) when a world can (F) fall (G) apart
And there is (Am) not a thing I can (F) do
(G) Except to sing in (F) C to (C) you



I grew (C) up and had a (F) fami- (G) -ly

And it (C) broke apart so (F) easi- (G) -ly
All that (Am) started thirty years (F) ago
Why it's (Am) never ended I don't (G) know

I could (C) blame on the (F) great un-(G)-known
Or as a (C) kid what I was (F) told and (G) shown
But I (Am) blame myself and I blame (F) her
The cruel and (Am) foolish people that we (G) were

And the (C) children that we (F) had are (G) grown
They're out (C) fending off their (F) great un-(G)-known
And I have (Am) noticed they are a little bit like (F) me
With a (G) tendency to (F) sing in (C) C

So by (C) now is clear to (F) hear and (G) know
I don't (C) play a lot of (F) pian-(G)-o
But (Am) sometimes a fellow has to (F) sit
Just to (Am) sing about the heavy (G) shit

The (C) great unknown's a (F) hurri-(G)-cane
With howling (C) winds and floods and (F) driving (G) rain
You might (Am) make it through but you don't (F) know
Right (Am) behind it there is a torna-(G)-do

And if (C) families didn't (F) break (G) apart
I (C) suppose there'd be no (F) need for (G) art
But (Am) you and I know they (F) do
(G) So I sing in (F) C to (C) you (C)


Transcribed by Bruce Lambert brucelamb@gmail.com