Mick Softley - From the Album "Songs for Swinging Survivors" (1965)
Chords:
F - Barre chord on 1st fret (1,3,3,2,1,1)
Am - (X,0,2,2,1,0)
Dm - Barre chord on 5th fret (5,5,7,7,6,5)
Bb - Barre chord on 6th fret (6,8,8,7,6,6)
Bb - Barre chord on 8th fret (8,10,10,9,8,8)
Intro:
F (pick bass note 4th string 3rd fret followed by 5th string 3rd fret)
Am (pick bass note 4th string 2nd fret followed by 5th string open)
Dm (Barre on 5th fret) (pick bass note 5th string on 5th fret)
Verse:
[F]Have you ever[Am] given all the l[Dm]ove you can?
[F]Have you ever[Am] wanted to be a [Dm]real man?
[F]Have you ever[Am] held your sweet[Dm] love in your [Bb]arms?
No, but all [Bb]I want is a c[Bb]hance.
Verse:
There she stands like a mountain of fire,
Setting my heart aflame and the flames are rising higher
Think I'll burn mnyself up, if I don't get her love,
Lord, all I want is a chance.
How many times has a man felt this way
With her head of boiling lead and his feet made of clay
If I don't get her love then I don't know which way,
Oh Lord, give me just one more chance
Every time I gaze on her face
I think of the passion inside and I bow in disgrace
I wish I could be just half a man
Oh Lord, give me just one more chance.
Chords:
F - Barre chord on 1st fret (1,3,3,2,1,1)
Am - (X,0,2,2,1,0)
Dm - Barre chord on 5th fret (5,5,7,7,6,5)
Bb - Barre chord on 6th fret (6,8,8,7,6,6)
Bb - Barre chord on 8th fret (8,10,10,9,8,8)
Intro:
F (pick bass note 4th string 3rd fret followed by 5th string 3rd fret)
Am (pick bass note 4th string 2nd fret followed by 5th string open)
Dm (Barre on 5th fret) (pick bass note 5th string on 5th fret)
Verse:
[F]Have you ever[Am] given all the l[Dm]ove you can?
[F]Have you ever[Am] wanted to be a [Dm]real man?
[F]Have you ever[Am] held your sweet[Dm] love in your [Bb]arms?
No, but all [Bb]I want is a c[Bb]hance.
Verse:
There she stands like a mountain of fire,
Setting my heart aflame and the flames are rising higher
Think I'll burn mnyself up, if I don't get her love,
Lord, all I want is a chance.
How many times has a man felt this way
With her head of boiling lead and his feet made of clay
If I don't get her love then I don't know which way,
Oh Lord, give me just one more chance
Every time I gaze on her face
I think of the passion inside and I bow in disgrace
I wish I could be just half a man
Oh Lord, give me just one more chance.
