How Strange It Seems Tab

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How Strange It Seems

Tabbed by Matt Cunningham

Chords
F       133211
F7      131211
Bb      x13331
Bbm7    113111
Cm7     335333
C#m7    446444
Gm7     353333
Am7     575555

Intro:

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d--/3--1----------/3--1----------/3--1---------------1--3--3---|
a----------3--1-----------3--1-----------3--1----/3------------|
E--------------------------------------------------------------|

Verse:

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g--------------|
d--3--1--x--3--|
a--3--3--x--1--|
E--1--1--x-----|

F   F7     Bb        F   F7    Bb
I'm A hack driver in New York City
F   F7   Bb           F    F7    F
I've got seven kids on the lower east side
I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty
But in rush hour hell you should see me drive
I'm a dressmaker in Louisiana
Stick my finger ain't that a shame
People come to haggle and paw on my artwork
But no two of my dresses are ever the same

C#m7                      Cm7     Bbm7                 Am7
How strange it seems to be me if tomorrow I opened my eyes
    Gm7            Am7           Bbm7          Cm7
And found myself somewhere else I wonder who I'd be


I'm the house man at a place called the exit
The last band I heard bored me to tears
But every so often I hear one that moves me
And love for the music is what keeps me here


How strange it seems to be me if tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else I wonder who I'd be

I'm a rich man I ain't talking 'bout money
I'm blues singer at the eight by ten
You go out searching for some grand tomorrow
Don't worry 'bout me just drop by now and then


How strange it seems to be me if tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else I wonder who I'd be