Born too Late by the Clarks
Taken from Pittsburgh X-files 1999

Transcribed by Chris Choncek (choncek@alltel.net)

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Capo 2

1st verse:
                      D        E       A
e|--------------------2--------0-------0------
B|--------------------3--------0-------2------
G|--------------------2--------1-------2------
D|--------------------0--------2-------2------
A|---4---2----0----------------2-------0------
E|-----------------4-----------0--------------
    Vincent will you teach me how to paint


                   D   E     A
e|-----------------2---0-----0------
B|-----------------3---0-----2------
G|-----------------2---1-----2------
D|-----------------0---2-----2------
A|---4--2--0-----------2-----0------
E|-------------4-------0------------
  Theresa will I ever be a saint


                  F#m        E          Bm                  E
e|-----------------2---------0----------2-------------------0---
B|-----------------2---------0----------3-------------------0---
G|-----------------2---------1----------4-------------------1---
D|-----------------4---------2----------4-------------------2---
A|---4--2--0-------4---------2----------2-------------------2---
E|------------4----2---------0----------2-------------------0---
  John I really think your songs are great, I was born too late


Repeat for all verses

Verse1:
Vincent will you teach me how to paint
Theresa will I ever be a saint
John I really think your songs are great
I was born too late
William will you teach me how to write
Casious will you show me how to fight
Thomas say I think I see the light
I was born tonight

            A          D           E
I've gotta hard time leavin' this town
            A           D              E
I've been losin' everything that I've found
            F#m
I'm gonna search the sky
Bm
Kiss the ground
C#m
Built it up
     D            E
And tear it back down

(Break)

Verse2:
Jimi show me how to play that thing
Elvis will I ever be a king
And Jerry all the joy and love you bring
I was born to sing
Martin Luther King show me the way
Jesus couldn't teach me how to pray
Christopher I think I see the faith
I was born too late


I've gotta hard time leavin' this town
I've been losin' everything that I've found
I'm gonna search the sky
Kiss the ground
Built it up
And tear it back down
I've gotta hard time leavin' this place
I've been countin' all the lines on my face
I'm gonna curse the sky
Hit the ground
What goes up comes tumblin' down
E
Tumblin' down

End it like this:
                        A (let ring)
e|----------------------0------
B|----------------------2------
G|----------------------2------
D|----------------------2------
A|---4---2----0---------0------
E|-----------------4-----------