Think Ill Write A Song

***In Cut Time*** A B/A D/A A Smoggy Day In L.A, think I’ll Write A Song. B/A D/A A Know Exactly What To Say, Shouldn’t Take Too Long. D Em7 E E/A A First I Better Clear My Head, Feed The Baby, Make The Bed. A/D D Em7 E A Should Eat Breakfast, But Instead, Think I’ll Write A Song. A B/A D/A A Did I Hear The Doorbell, Just As I Sat Down? B/A D/A A Time To Say A Farewell, Someone’s Leaving Town. D Em7 E E/A A God Be In Your Heart, My Friend; Glad To See You’re On The Mend A/D D Em7 E A Hate To Bring This To An End, But Thought I’d Write A Song. F#m B7 D/E E D/E E D C#7 F#m La La La La La, The Melo-dy Keeps Runn-ing Through My Head. B7 D/E E D/E E La La La La, The Kind Of Song You Sing Alone. A B/A D/A A Foggy Day In L.A, think I’ll Write A Song. B/A D/A A Know Exactly What To Say, Shouldn’t Take Too Long. D Em7 E E/A A Now I Here The Telephone, Guess Another Morning’s Blown. A/D D Em7 E F#m Seems My Time Is Not My Own; Tried To Write A Song. B/D# E7sus4 A Thought I’d Write A Song. outro One Chord Per Measure B/A D/A Bm/A Dm/A Dm A