CHORDS OF FAME (Phil Ochs)

(E) Found him by the stage last night, he was (D) breathin' his last (A)breath,
A (E)bottle of gin and a cigarette was (D)all that he had (A)left.
I can see you're makin' music 'cause you (D)carry a gui-(E)tar
but (A)God help the troubador who (F#m)tries to be a star.

(G)(G#)So (A)play the (G)chords of (A)love my friend,
play the (G)chords of (A)pain.
If you want to (D)keep your (A)song, don't, don't (E)don't, don't (A)play the (G)chords of (A)fame.

rich r