'Third Week In The Chelsea' by Jefferson Airplane - Guitar Tutorial

            Intro: D G 4x (fingerpick) 
       D G Em D D A G Em D 
       D G Em D D A G Em Bm
       D A G Em G D
       D G 4x
 
D G Em D
Sometimes I feel like I am leaving 
life behind
D A G Em D
My hands are movin' faster 
than the movement of my mind
D G Em D
Thoughts and generations of my dreams 
of my dreams are yet unborn
D A G Em Bm
Hope that I can find them 'fore my movin' 
gets too worn
D A G Em G D
If only I could live to see the dawning 
of the dawn
D G 4x

(Repeat throughout song)

So we go on moving trying to make 
this image real
Straining every nerve not knowing 
what we really feel
Straining every nerve ending 
and everybody sees
That what they read in the Rolling Stone 
has really come to be
And trying to avoid a taste 
of that reality

On an early New York mornin' 
a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I didn't know 
at all
Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes 
that opened wide
When I looked into the mouth there was nothing 
left inside
So I walked into the little room 
and whistled like a sigh

As dawn light closed around me 
my head was still in gear
Thinking thoughts of playing more 
and singing loud and clear
Trying to reach a friend somewhere 
and make that person smile
Maybe pull myself away from that 
old lonesome mile
That often comes to haunt me 
in the morning

Em Bm A D
All my friends keep telling me 
that it would be a shame
D Em Bm D
To break up such a grand success 
and tear apart a name
Em Bm A D
But all I know is what I feel 
whenever I'm not playin'
Em Bm A
Emptiness ain't where it's at 
and neither's feeling pain

Well now what is going to happen now 
is anybody's guess
If I can't spend my time with love 
I guess I need a rest
Time is getting late now and the sun 
is getting low
My body's getting tired of carryin' 
another's load
And sunshine's waiting for me a little further 
down the road

Outro: D G 4x D A G Em G D
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