Max's New Guitar

Copyright Doc Pablo, Cambridge, March 1994

D (noodle on 3rd fret of E string with pinky)

Sitting here in the basement, I got the lights turned down I'm

G6 (noodle on 2nd and 3rd fret of E string with index finger and pinky)

Stirrin' up an incantation, Nobody else around, I'm

D

Tapping my toes on concrete, Changing chords at the bar, I'm

G6

singing for my inspiration, Playing Max's new guitar

Saturday went for nothing

Sunday's gonna be here soon, I'm

Staring out the open window

Howling at the moon, I

Pick a tune without no reason

Aim it for a shooting star, I'm

Singing like it's open season

Playing Max's new guitar

refrain:

A G D

Some things are better left for tomorrow

A G D

Some things are better left undone

A G D

There's a time in life to confront your sorrow

G D

And there's a time to pick and strum

Never learned to tune a 12-string

I play the open chords, I'm

Scattering the notes that I sing

Can't tell ya that I won't get bored, but

Here's another tune for hopin'

Don't matter that it won't get far, I'll

Sing it when the mic is open

Playing on Max's new guitar

Don't spend your life crying just 'cause you've got worries

Don't let your troubles last all day

When you get home, you put them down in a hurry

Pick up that guitar and just play

(excised verse: I like the rhythm of the new folk singers

I like listening to Billy M.

I like to listen to Greg Brown, man

Wishing I could sing like him, but

I ask my lover, she say "Don't be selfish"

She keep on telling me that I'm her star, but

Tonight I'm feeling like I might be Elvis

Playing Max's new guitar)

So I'm sitting here in the basement...