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Nowadays Clancy Can t Even Sing chords
Buffalo Springfield 1985 (Buffalo Springfield)
Capo II
Who s that stomping all over my face?
Where s that silhouette I m trying to trace?
Who s putting sponge in the bells I once rung
And taking my gypsy before she s begun
To singing the meaning of what s in my mind
Before I can take home what s rightfully mine.
Joinin and listenin and talkin in rhymes
Stoppin the feeling to wait for the times.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
And who s all hung-up on that happiness thing?
Who s trying to tune all the bells that he rings?
And who s in the corner and down on the floor
With pencil and paper just counting the score?
And who s trying to act like he just in between?
The night isn t black, it can only be screened.
Don t bother looking, you re too blind to see
Who s coming on like he wanted to be.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
And who s coming home on the old ninety five?
Who s got the feeling to keep him alive,
Though havin it, sharin it ain t quite the same
It ain t no gold nugget, you can t lay a claim
Who s seeing eyes through the crack in the floor
There it is baby, don t you worry no more
Who should be sleepin , but is writing this song
Wishin and a-hopin he weren t so damned wrong.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
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Buffalo Springfield 1985 (Buffalo Springfield)
Capo II
Who s that stomping all over my face?
Where s that silhouette I m trying to trace?
Who s putting sponge in the bells I once rung
And taking my gypsy before she s begun
To singing the meaning of what s in my mind
Before I can take home what s rightfully mine.
Joinin and listenin and talkin in rhymes
Stoppin the feeling to wait for the times.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
And who s all hung-up on that happiness thing?
Who s trying to tune all the bells that he rings?
And who s in the corner and down on the floor
With pencil and paper just counting the score?
And who s trying to act like he just in between?
The night isn t black, it can only be screened.
Don t bother looking, you re too blind to see
Who s coming on like he wanted to be.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
And who s coming home on the old ninety five?
Who s got the feeling to keep him alive,
Though havin it, sharin it ain t quite the same
It ain t no gold nugget, you can t lay a claim
Who s seeing eyes through the crack in the floor
There it is baby, don t you worry no more
Who should be sleepin , but is writing this song
Wishin and a-hopin he weren t so damned wrong.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
Who s saying baby, that don t mean a thing,
Cause nowadays Clancy can t even sing.
Set8
http://sites.google.com/site/guitarmusicchordsandlyrics/