Walk Away by Squeeze

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From: "David Winthrop" 
Date:          Thu, 4 Jan 1996 13:53:54 +0000
Subject:       CRD: "Walk Away" by Squeeze

"Walk Away"  by Squeeze (Difford/Tilbrook)

from "Ridiculous"


Intro  G Bm G Bm
G
A black and white photograph
   Bm
of me up the garden path
G
wrapped up in my football scarf
   Bm
it sits here in my hand
G
and there mother smothered me
    Bm
and how she would mother me
    G
she knew how to suffer me
     Bm
like all mothers can
F          C
Now she is everywhere
    Am                     G#
the comb that runs through my hair
Eb         Cm
my posture on a chair
    G
but that's not who I am

G Bm G Bm

G
He ran from the arguments
    Bm
and sat on the garden fence
    G
and lived in the passing tense
     Bm
that fell from her lips
G
he tended the house so well
    Bm
and each time she rang his bell
     G
he'd climb back from where he fell
    Bm
and gathered his wits
F              C
Now I fear the mold is mine
  Am        G#
a vibration shakes my spine
Eb            Cm
as I walk the crooked line
  G
reality hits

CHORUS
               E            G C A
So let me walk free from you
                E          G C A
I know that you want me to
           E             G C A
let me try something new
             Bb
let me walk away
Bb
If it's not one thing it's your mother
F              C
how I love her how I love her
C
how I love her
Bb
but it's not so easy to say
F
please won't you let me walk away
       C                A
let me walk away let me walk away

INSTRUMENTAL
A C#m Em Bm  A C#m Em Bm

A
So let me walk on my own
    C#m
and finish my ice cream cone
   Em
if we are to make it home
     Bm
then all will be well
A
look see I'm a father now
    C#m
I'm raising my own eyebrow
    Em
and being in my own row
    Bm
and making life hell
F              C
This is me see here I am
Am             G#
doing the best that I can
Eb              Cm
this life has a subtle plan
    G
but you couldn't tell

REPEAT CHORUS

David Winthrop
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