SONG: Judy G.
ARTIST: Weeping Tile
Tuning: Standard
Tabbed by: Kristy Petit-Pas (charlypp@execulink.com)


I tabbed out the general chords to this song on my accoustic guitar.  This
is my first tab, so beware, I might be off.  If anyone has any changes or
whatever just email me, so I can make a note of them when I play this
song...ENJOY!


Judy G.


VERSE 1
     G
I used to write lists

I used to like this
                                               C  (pause)
What would I miss if I were gone?
     C
I said "Don't steal my story"
          G
And then I was sorry, 

I feel bad when you do
              D              Dsus4     D     Dsus2
Is that wrong?

VERSE 2
G
Well I don't know a jazz chord

Or write like I'm lovelorn
                                                             C
There's so much in everything most times

At others you feel trapped
                 G
But too proud to act mad

Do they know what goes on
               D              Dsus4    D   Dsus2
In your mind?


CHORUS
      C
When every death sonnet
Am 
Has got your name on it
     C
There's no Judy Garland
Am
In her Easter Bonnet
     C                       Am        G
It's not like you wanted it here, 
   D                 G
Less clear 

VERSE 3
G
Well he mailed a postcard

Sent from the same city
                                        C 
To her only permanent place

And it made her happy
          G
And tired of self pity
                                 D       Dsus4    D    Dsus2
Only looking for a place

VERSE 4
G
Eyes follow her finger

Down the right column
                                       C
To circle and then put away

Too far outta town
        G
And no money down

Is still more then
                       D      Dsus4    D    Dsus2 
I'm willing to pay


{CHORUS}


Bridge:   G  C  G  D  Dsus4  D  Dsus2     C 
      
OUTRO
C         C
I want you to know 
                 Am
That I'm right
C        C
I want you to know 
                Am
That I'm right
C        
I want you to know
                Am
That I'm right
   G             D
Here, less clear




There it is...well sorta, it may just be the beginning...