Album: Charm School
Song: Little Black Ache
Tabbed by: Kate from http: theglorioushum.blogspot.com
[A]Chasing my exc[E]uses to the [D]end of the n[E]ight
Tried to make a friend, but it ended with a fight
[A]I don't know w[E]hy and I [D]don't know wh[A]en
[A]But my k[E]eys have found a [A]way to lock me out again
Sleeping on the subway in my interview tie
Wander through the rain, sit and wonder why
[A]I haven't got a pl[E]an, I ha[Bm]ven't got a cl[D]ue
[A]I've only g[E]ot one lonely thing that's [A]gonna see me through
[A]I've got my little black a[E]che ([D]What you go[A]t?)
I've got my little black ache (What you got?)
I've got my little black ache (What you got?)
[A]My little black a[E]che won't f[A]ade
Bridge:
[A] [D] [G] [E]
[A] [D] [E] [E7]
[A] [D] [G] [E]
[A] [D] [E] [E7]
Lovely little girl, crowded little place
I swear on this old Bible that I've never seen her face
She talks like I know what she's talking about
Somewhere there's a door that's got to let me out
Hello, sleepless soul I'm a passing on the street
Know that like me you only rest on your feet
I know I had some friends, I can almost hear their names
Now I got one lonely thing and no on left to blame
I've got my little black ache . . .
Song: Little Black Ache
Tabbed by: Kate from http: theglorioushum.blogspot.com
[A]Chasing my exc[E]uses to the [D]end of the n[E]ight
Tried to make a friend, but it ended with a fight
[A]I don't know w[E]hy and I [D]don't know wh[A]en
[A]But my k[E]eys have found a [A]way to lock me out again
Sleeping on the subway in my interview tie
Wander through the rain, sit and wonder why
[A]I haven't got a pl[E]an, I ha[Bm]ven't got a cl[D]ue
[A]I've only g[E]ot one lonely thing that's [A]gonna see me through
[A]I've got my little black a[E]che ([D]What you go[A]t?)
I've got my little black ache (What you got?)
I've got my little black ache (What you got?)
[A]My little black a[E]che won't f[A]ade
Bridge:
[A] [D] [G] [E]
[A] [D] [E] [E7]
[A] [D] [G] [E]
[A] [D] [E] [E7]
Lovely little girl, crowded little place
I swear on this old Bible that I've never seen her face
She talks like I know what she's talking about
Somewhere there's a door that's got to let me out
Hello, sleepless soul I'm a passing on the street
Know that like me you only rest on your feet
I know I had some friends, I can almost hear their names
Now I got one lonely thing and no on left to blame
I've got my little black ache . . .
