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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: dck4@cornell.edu (Dennis C. Ko) Subject: CRD: 'Here's Where the Story Ends' by the Sundays I got the chords from two separate posts last year, and added the picking pattern I use at the end. Corrections and additions are welcome to both the chords and lyrics. I'll post 'You're not the only one that I know' in a couple days. -Dennis dck4@cornell.edu Heres Where the Story Ends by the SUNDAYS Gmaj7 Cadd9 People I know, places I go Gmaj7 Cadd9 Make me feel tongue-tied Gmaj7 Cadd9 Like you see how, people are down Gmaj7 Cadd9 There on the inside Gmaj7 Cadd9 Gmaj7 Cadd9 Heres where the story ends People I see, weary of me Showing my good side Like you see how, people are down Im on the outside Heres where the story ends Oh, heres where the story ends B* Oh, its that little souvenir of a terrible year Gmaj7 Cadd9 Which makes my eyes go so B* Oh I never should have said, the books you read Gmaj7 Cadd9 Were all I loved you for Oh, its that little souvenir of a terrible year That makes me wonder why Its the memories of the shed, that make me turn red Surprise, surprise, surprise Places I know, places I go Make me feel so tired Like you see how, people are down Im on the outside Heres where the story ends Oh, heres where the story ends Oh, its that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes go so And whoever would have thought, the books you brought Were all I loved you for Oh, the devil in me said Go down to the shed, I know where I belong But, the anything-I-ever-really-wanted-to-say Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong Oh, its that little souvenir of a colorful year Which makes me smile inside So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way Surprise, surprise, suprise, suprise, surprise Heres where the story ends Oh, heres where the story ends I use this picking pattern near the end of the song: ------2------2------------------0------ ---------------0---------3---------3--- ----0------0----0--------------------0- -----------------------2------2-------- ---------------------3------3---------- --3------3----------------------------- Chord Shapes: Gmaj7 Cadd9 B* --2-- --0-- --7-- --0-- --3-- --0-- --0-- --0-- --0-- --0-- --2-- --0-- --0-- --3-- --0-- --3-- ----- --7--







                       


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