#That's Just About Right
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#Writer: Jeff Black
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#Progression 1-first 4 lines of every verse (2 beats each):
[C] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
My old friend lives up in the mountains
He flew up there to paint the world
He says even though interpretation's what I count on
This little picture to me seems blurred
[Am]Har[Bb]d lines and the shadows come easy
[F]I [C]see it all just as clear as a bell
[Am]I j[Bb]ust can't seem to set my easel to please me
[Dm]I p[F]ai[C]nt my heaven but it looks like hell
CHORUS:
[Bb]You[C]r [F]blues might be grey, your less might be more
Repeat
Your window to the world might be your own front door
[Bb]You[C]r [F]sh[Bb]iniest day might come in the middle of the night
[C]Th[Dm]at's just about right
He says that I ain't coming down till my picture is perfect
And all the wonders gone from my eye
Down through my hands and on to the canvas
Still like my vision but still a surprise
Real life, he says, is the hardest impression
It's always moving so I let it come through
That my friend you see is the glory of true independence
Just to do what you do what you do what you do
CHORUS
Progression 1
My old friend came down from the mountain
Progression 1
Without even looking he found a little truth
[Am]You[Bb] can go through life with the greatest intentions
[F]Bu[Bb]t y[C]ou do what you do what you just gotta do
CHORUS
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#Writer: Jeff Black
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#Progression 1-first 4 lines of every verse (2 beats each):
[C] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
My old friend lives up in the mountains
He flew up there to paint the world
He says even though interpretation's what I count on
This little picture to me seems blurred
[Am]Har[Bb]d lines and the shadows come easy
[F]I [C]see it all just as clear as a bell
[Am]I j[Bb]ust can't seem to set my easel to please me
[Dm]I p[F]ai[C]nt my heaven but it looks like hell
CHORUS:
[Bb]You[C]r [F]blues might be grey, your less might be more
Repeat
Your window to the world might be your own front door
[Bb]You[C]r [F]sh[Bb]iniest day might come in the middle of the night
[C]Th[Dm]at's just about right
He says that I ain't coming down till my picture is perfect
And all the wonders gone from my eye
Down through my hands and on to the canvas
Still like my vision but still a surprise
Real life, he says, is the hardest impression
It's always moving so I let it come through
That my friend you see is the glory of true independence
Just to do what you do what you do what you do
CHORUS
Progression 1
My old friend came down from the mountain
Progression 1
Without even looking he found a little truth
[Am]You[Bb] can go through life with the greatest intentions
[F]Bu[Bb]t y[C]ou do what you do what you just gotta do
CHORUS
