Fancy Hagood

The Answer

Fancy Hagood


Tom: F

F Am

[Verse 1]
F                                        Am
Wonder if Jupiter's jealous of Saturn’s rings
       F                                                Am
If the nightingale wrote all the songs the mockingbird sings
Bb
Can you tell me the moon shines as bright as the sun?
    Gm                                C
And I could be happy when you find someone

[Chorus]
              F
The answer is no
            Am
I loved you so
             Bb
Much that it hurt
                      C
Guess you're just my curse
                 F
It was a work of art
                  Am
How you broke my heart
               Bb
I've fallen so hard
                          C
Now I’m falling, falling apart

 
[Verse 2]
F                                       Am
Wonder if I could just smile instead of cry
         F                                                Am
When my friends see you out holding hands with some other guy
Bb
Could I swallow my pride? Just wish you well
Gm                                       C
Find out you moved on and not hurt like hell

[Chorus]
              F
The answer is no
            Am
I loved you so
             Bb
Much that it hurt
                      C
Guess you're just my curse
                 F
It was a work of art
                  Am
How you broke my heart
               Bb
I've fallen so hard
                          C
Now I’m falling, falling apart

 
[Bridge]
Bb
If you called, could I pick up?

Ask how you've been

When enough time passes
               C
Still be your friend?

[Chorus]
              F
The answer is no
            Am
I loved you so
             Bb
Much that it hurt
                      C
Guess you're just my curse
                 F
It was a work of art
                  Am
How you broke my heart
               Bb
I've fallen so hard
                          C
Now I’m falling, falling apart
        Bb                C
Now I’m falling, falling apart

[Outro]
F                                        Am
Wonder if Jupiter’s jealous of Saturn's rings
        F                                               Am
If the nightingale wrote all the songs the mockingbird sings