Shes Not Gone Yet But Shes Leaving Cifras

F#m 2|4|4|2|2|2
Bm  2|2|4|4|3|2
C#7 4|4|6|4|6|4
F#m7 4|6|4|4|4|4
A  5|7|7|6|5|5
C#/Db 9|11|11|9|9|9
C#m 4|4|6|6|5|4
D 5|5|7|7|7|5
C# 4|4|6|6|6|4
 
 
 
 
           F#m               Bm
Well she's halfway over this hard on son
      C#7                    F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
          F#m                       Bm
And she's quite sure she's not the only one
      C#7                   F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
               F#m                      Bm
Well there's a quiver up her backbone, dogs in the dust
      C#7                  F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
           F#m                             Bm
And she'll take what she needs and she'll do what she must
     C#7                  F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
 
 
          A                C#/Db
There's a raw bone whisper underneath the cover
A                      C#m
Louder than a dead man's drum
          A                       C#/Db
There's a joke that they told her when she got much older
D                             C#
When she knew just what she'd become
 
Oh let me tell ya that she's...
 
 
 F#m                Bm
One part evil, three-fifths blind
      C#7                   F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
         F#m                 Bm
And she's oh so delicate and still don't mind
         C#7                    F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
                  F#m                         Bm
Well there's a chance that she knows where the bodies are kept
       C#7                   F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
          F#m                     Bm
And she still don't remember the tears that she wept
       C#7                    F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
 
 
         A                 C#/Db
There's a raw bone whisper underneath the cover
A                        C#m
Louder than a dead man's drum
       A                          C#/Db
There's a joke that they told her when she got much older
D                             C#
When she knew just what she'd become
 
Oh let me tell ya now...
 
 
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 F#m                         Bm
Well she's all too generous with my time
        C#7                    F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
         F#m                   Bm
And she knows that injustice is no real crime
      C#7                   F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
              F#m               Bm
And I will always remember the way that she crawled
         C#7                   F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
                 F#m               Bm
When I throw up in the rain she pretends she's appalled
            C#7                   F#m7
She's not gone yet but she's leaving
 
 
           A              C#/Db
There's a raw bone whisper underneath the cover
A                      C#m
Louder than a dead man's drum
        A                       C#/Db
There's a joke that they told her when she got much older
D                           C#
When she knew just what she'd become
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