Melancholia By The Who, 1968 >Appears on 30 Yrs of Maximum R&B box set and remastered Who Sell Out Written by Pete Townshend Previously transcribed by Kenny Sahr ============= revised by litgo@aol.com ============= Capo on 1 Eb7 Eb7 E Eb7 -----|--------|---------|-----------|---------|---------| -----|--------|---------|-----------|---------|---------| -----|--------|---------|-----------|---------|---------| -----|--------|---------|-----------|---------|---------| -4-4/|6-------|-----6-6/|7--6-----4/|6--------|---------| -----|--------|---------|------7-6--|---------|---------| | (My coffee's) -----|--------|---------|-----------|---------|---------| -----|---8----|---8-----|----9------|---8-----|---8-----| -----|--6-6--8|--6-6----|---9-9-----|--6-6----|--6-6----| -----|-8---8--|-8---8-8-|--9---9--9-|-8---8-8-|-8---8-8-| -----|6-----6-|6-----6--|11-----11--|6-----6--|6-----6--| -----|--------|---------|-----------|---------|---------| |Eb7 | |E |Eb7 | My coffee's cold, my paper's old, my heart is sold to melancholia |Eb7 | |E |Eb7 | My clothes are torn, my shoes are worn, my heart is borne to melancholia |Eb7 |Eb |Eb | |Eb |Eb |Eb |Eb Ahhh... A strange surprise, what I despised in other guys was here in me They lose their girl, they lose their world then they cry for all to see |E F# |C# |E F# |C# | I've never felt so bad, the virus drives me mad The sheets are gray, left since the day she went away, I lost all power The dust is thick, the dog is sick The kids have picked most all the flowers (C# C# C C C B B B Bb Bb F) |-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----| |4----|4----|3----|3----|2----|2----|1----|-----| |6----|5----|5----|4----|4----|3----|3----|2----| |-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----| |-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----| |-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----|-----| |F | |----|----- |----|----- |----|--%-- |--2-|----- |---3|----- |1---|----- |F | | |E | | | The sun is shining, but not for me |F | | |E | The sun is shining, but not for me |E F# |C# |E F# |C# | | I've never felt so bad, the virus drives me mad The sheets are gray, left since the day she went away, I lost all power The dog is sick, the dust is thick The kids have picked most all the flowers |Eb |E |F# | |F# E |F# E |F# E |F# E |..... ============= litgo@aol.com