[INTRO]
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[VERSE]
Dm
On a hill, inside a house in Covewell Reach
Dm                              C
Stands a man who's feeling very tired
F                               E
Looking at a song he wrote some time ago
Am                              G
Could have made it big inside a Broadway show
 
 
[VERSE]
Dm
Every day I go away and find ideas
Dm                                   C
Think I'll climb on top of somewhere high
F                               E
Couldn't I write a song about a man who's dead?
Am                           G
Didn't really know if he was off his head
 
 
[CHORUS]
G         E      Am                F#
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
    G               E
Too bad for Gilbert Green
    C               A                 Dm
Now we can tell the world that he was right
 
 
INTERLUDE
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VERSE
Dm
Sitting in his attic on a sunny day
Dm                             C
Mending fifty goblets that are worn
F                            E
Humming to himself a song of yesteryear
    Am                          G
His hearing wasn't good but his eyes were clear
 
 
CHORUS
G         E      Am                F#
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
    G               E
Too bad for Gilbert Green
    C               A                 Dm
Now we can tell the world that he was right
 
 
INTERLUDE
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VERSE
Dm
Now the house is burnt, along with Gilbert Green
Dm                               C
Sad to see his sisters stand and cry
    F                                E
And in the basement lies a song that wasn't seen
Am                                 G
Tells the tale of laughing men and yellow beans
 
 
 
CHORUS
G         E      Am                F#
Ev'rybody knows, that's the way it goes
    G               E
Too bad for Gilbert Green
    C               A                 D5
Now we can tell the world that he was right
 
 
CODA
| D | % | Dsus4 D Dsus4 D |
 
| D | Em | D | Em |
| G | % | Em Em/Eb | Em/D Em/C# |
| G | A | D |
 
| D | B | Em | A |
      (fade out)