
		Moulty
!		(Morris/Greenberg/Baer/Schwartz)

!		Intro:
!		harmonica <C>, 1 bar
guitar:		<G9                Fmaj7>
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!		Verse 1 (spoken):
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		I remember the days when things were real bad for me
>		       Fmaj7                                        G9
		It was right after my accident, when I lost my hand
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		It seemed like I was all alone, with nobody to help me
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		You know, I almost gave up all my hopes and dreams
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		But then - then - then something inside me kept tellin' me
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		Way down inside of me - over and over again
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		To keep goin' on - yeah, on!

!		         <C   F   G   F>  (bass: bend <D> to <Eb>)
Chorus 1:	Moulty!
>		C      F     G                  F
		Don't turn away  (you're gonna make it, baby)
>		C      F     G                F
		Don't turn away  (ah, try to make it, baby)
>		C     F/A /F Eb    G
		Don't turn away

Verse 2:	Things are better for me now 'cause I found that I love music
		So I learned to play the drums and got myself a band, and now
		we're startin' to make it
		And if you can make it at somethin' you love - wow, you got it all!
		So I'm sayin' this to all of you
		All of you who think you'll never make it
		All of you guys and girls 'cause you think you're so bad off
		Or maybe you think you're a little different or strange
		So listen to me, now, 'cause I've lived through it all

Chorus:		Moulty!
		Don't turn away (you gotta keep on tryin')
		Don't turn away (well, don't you give up, baby)
		Don't turn away

!		Verse 3 (first three lines only):
		Now there's just one thing that I need - not sympathy, and I don't
		need no pity -
		But a girl - a real girl - one who really loves me - and then I'll
		be the complete man.
		So I'm gonna tell you - right now - listen!

!		Coda (repeat to fade):
>		C      F     G              F
		Don't turn away (you gotta  baby)
>		C      F     G              F
		Don't turn away (you gotta keep on tryin')