"Right Here"

from the album "Tallulah"

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			     Right Here
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Tabbed by the Abominable Showmen



D                        Dmaj7                     G     A
It rains for days so you stay inside and lock your door
D              Dmaj7                          G               A
Crying all the time, crying for ... You don't know what for.
D      Dmaj7      G           A
You say you're un-done by his kiss
      D                       Dmaj7                     G             A
But don't you think that for once in your life it could be like this?


G    A                G     A           G    A
Your hands are tired, your eyes are blue.       I'm keeping you 
D            Dmaj7         G          A
Right here.  Right here.  Right here.
D            Dmaj7        G                  A
Right here.  Right here.  Whatever I have is yours
                D    Dmaj7  G  A
And it's right here.


D                Dmaj7                G       A
Climb aboard my pony now you've been thrown
        D              Dmaj7                G       A
Comíon get back in the saddle and let it be known
D     Dmaj7    G      A
That you're made of steel.
D                        Dmaj7                        G                A
Don't you think that for once in your life you should be made to feel?


G    A                G     A           G    A
Your hands are tired, your eyes are blue.       I'm keeping you 
D            Dmaj7         G          A
Right here.  Right here.  Right here.
D            Dmaj7        G                  A
Right here.  Right here.  Whatever I have is yours
                 D    Dmaj7  G  A
And it's right here.


D            Dmaj7            G    A
I know you're 32 but you look 55.
D                         Dmaj7                      G           A
You walk around with your eyes wide open but you're barely alive.
D     Dmaj7           G             A
You say you've lost your. . . touch 
D                            Dmaj7
But don't you think that for once in your life 
           G                    A
you could walk without a crutch?


G    A                G     A           G    A
Your hands are tired, your eyes are blue.       I'm keeping you 
D            Dmaj7         G          A
Right here.  Right here.  Right here.     Iím still keeping you.
D            Dmaj7        G                  A              D
Right here.  Right here.  Whatever I have is yours and it's right here.


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