Date: Sat, 07 Mar 1998 18:04:35 -0500 From: Ray Allis Subject: g/gorka_john/blue_chalk.crd BLUE CHALK by John Gorka >From "Between Five And Seven" C So I wonder how she's doing G I hate it when the rumors fly Dm Am They give off such a strange sense of mission F G Wing your helplessness on high C But she would never run from strangers G She sang alone like a bell will toll Dm Am Way above the clang and the clatter F G Out of fear of her demon soul (repeat 4 bars instrumental line=bar ) C Maybe none of this is my business G And none of what I hear is true Dm Am I am far from mint condition F G Circulation's hard on you CHORUS C Hold tight, hang tough G Love's not enough Dm Am To keep you off that stuff F G To save you F Hold tight, hang tough Am7 Love's not enough Dm Am To keep you off that stuff F G C To save you now C He could always find the holes in the bottles G Even with a blindfold on Dm Am Never kept his seat on the wagon F G Rolling off like a rolling stone C Blue chalk between his fingers G Hustling a poolroom song Dm Am He always kept a line for the singers F G Pointing his cue right from wrong (CHORUS) transcribed by Ray Allis rallif@erols.com Please send corrections or suggestion