Copyright © 1966 Paul Simon
Capo 4th fret (see tuning info on main page)
Csus2 Am7/11 * Csus2
e:|--3------0------||------3------3---|---3-------3-----|---3-------3-----|
B:|--3------3------||-----------------|-------3-------3-|-------3-------3-|
G:|--5------5------||------5--------5-|-----5-------5---|-----5-----------|
D:|--5------5------||-----------------|-----------------|-------------5---|
A:|--3------0------||-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|---------0------||--3--------3-----|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|
Clou - dy The sky is
Csus2 F
e:|----3------------|-----1-------1---|-----------------|-----------------|
B:|--------3--------|---------1-------|-----------------|-----------------|
G:|-----------------|-------2-------2-|--------%--------|--------%--------|
D:|------5------0h3-|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|-3--------3------|--1--------1-----|-----------------|-----------------|
gray and white and cloudy Sometimes I
F C Em/B A7
e:|---------1-------|-----------------|-----2-----2-----|---2-------2-----|
B:|-----1-------1---|-----------------|---------------1-|-------1-------0-|
G:|-------2-------2-|------0-------0--|-----2-------2---|-----2---1---2---|
D:|-----------------|-----2-----2-----|---------1-------|-1---------------|
A:|-----------------|--3-------2------|--0--------------|-----------------|
E:|--1--------1-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
think it's hanging down on me and it's a
G Em G
e:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B:|------------0----|-----------0-----|---0--------0----|-----------0-----|
G:|-----------------|-------0-------0-|--------0--------|-------0---------|
D:|------0-------0--|-----2-------2---|-----2--------2--|-----0-------0---|
A:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|--3-------3------|--0------0-------|-0--------0------|--3------3-------|
hitchhike a hundred miles I'm a rag a-muffin
Am (bend) D7/F#
e:|-----------0-----|---0-------0-----|---2-------2-----|---2-------2-----|
B:|-------1-------3-|-------1-------0-|-------1-------1-|-------1------0h1|
G:|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|
D:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A:|--0------0-------|-0-------0-------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|-----------------|-----------------|-2-------2-------|-2-------2-------|
child pointed finger painted smile
D7/F# G G6 G7 G G6 G7
e:|----2------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B:|--------1---1-1--|--0-------0---0--|-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|
G:|--------2---2-2--|--0-strum-0---0--|-0-strum-0-strum-|-0-strum-0-strum-|
D:|------0-----0-0--|--0-------0h2-2--|-3-------0-------|-2-------3-------|
A:|-0---------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|----------2---2--|--3-------3---3--|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|
I left my shadow waitin' down the road for me a
G7
e:|--1--------------|
B:|--0--------------|
G:|--0---(strum)----|
D:|--0--------------|
A:|-----------------|
E:|--3--------------|
while
(Return to * and repeat, strumming the same chord positions the second and
third times through, and fingerpicking as written the last time
through. For the last repetitions of "Cloudy", repeat the eight
Csus2/F bars twice.)
Finish on:
Csus2
e:|--3--------------|
B:|--3--------------|
G:|--5--------------|
D:|--5--------------|
A:|--3--------------|
E:|-----------------|
Lyrics:
Cloudy
The sky is gray and white and cloudy.
Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me.
And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles,
I'm a raga-muffin child.
Pointed finger, painted smile,
I left my shadow waitin' down the road for me a while.
Cloudy
My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy.
They have no borders, no boundaries.
They echo and they swell,
From Tolstoi to Tinkerbell,
Down from Berkeley to Carmel,
I got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill.
Hey sunshine!
I haven't seen you in a long time.
Why don't you show your face and bend my mind?
These clouds stick to the sky,
Like a floating question why,
And they linger there to die.
They don't know where they are going,
And, my friend, neither do I.
Cloudy
Cloudy
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