Tuesday s Dead chords
Cat Stevens  1971

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teaser_and_the_Firecat

   3x
  3x
  
  3x


            
If I make a ma

            
rk in time, I 

              
can't say the 

       
mark is mine. 
              
I'm only the u

            
nderline, of t

   
he Word. 
             
Yes, I'm like 

             
him, just like

            
 you, I can't 

             
tell you what 

   
to do. 
              
Like everybody

             
 else I'm sear

            
ching thru, wh

        
at I've heard.

 

            
Whoa, where do

            
 you go? When 

              
you don't want

          
 no one to kno

w? 
           
Who, told tomo

             
rrow, Tuesday'

    
s dead? 

  4x

             
Oh preacher wo

             
n't you paint 

            
my dream, won'

              
t you show me 

            
where you've b

een 
              
Show me what I

             
 haven't seen,

           
 to ease my mi

nd. 
             
Cause I will l

            
earn to unders

             
tand, if I hav

           
e a helping ha

nd. 
              
I wouldn't mak

            
e another dema

          
nd, all my lif

e. 

            
Whoa, where do

            
 you go? When 

              
you don't want

          
 no one to kno

w? 
           
Who, told tomo

             
rrow, Tuesday'

    
s dead? 

             
What's my sex,

            
 what's my nam

             
e, all in all 

            
it's all the s

ame. 
              
Everybody play

             
s a different 

            
game, that is 


all. 
             
Now, man may l

            
ive, man may d

             
ie, searching 

             
for the questi

   
on why. 
              
But if he trie

             
s to rule the 

           
sky, he must f

all. 

            
Whoa, where do

            
 you go? When 

              
you don't want

          
 no one to kno

w? 
           
Who, told tomo

             
rrow, Tuesday'

    
s dead? 

             
Now every seco

            
nd on the nose

             
, the humdrum 

           
of the city gr

ows. 
              
reaching out b

            
eyond the thro

          
es, of our tim

e. 
             
We must try to

            
 shake it down

             
, do our best 

            
to break the g

round. 
              
Try to turn th

            
e world around

          
, one more tim

e. 

             
Yeah, we must 

             
try to shake i

            
t down, do our

             
 best to break

     
 the ground. 
              
Try to turn th

            
e world around

          
, one more tim

e.

            
Whoa, where do

            
 you go? When 

              
you don't want

          
 no one to kno

w? 
           
Who, told tomo

             
rrow, Tuesday'

    
s dead? 

 

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