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Somedays
from Flaming Pie
by Paul McCartney
Transcribed and Submitted by Aaron Herrnstein
verses 2 and 3 use the same tab as for verse 1
B2 -2- A' -x- GM7 -x-|
-2- -0- -x-|
-4- -4- -0-|
-4- -2- -4-|
-2- -0- -5-|
-2- -x- -3-|
rest of chords are standard chords
Intro:
|--------------------------------------------------|
|-----------2-----------0-----------2-----------0--|
|--------4-----------4-----------4-----------4-----|
|-----4-----------2-----------4-----------2--------|
|--2-----------0-----------2-----------0-----------|
|--------------------------------------------------|
verse 1:
B2 A' B A'
|---------------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------2------------0-------------2----------------0---|
|----------4--------------4-----------4----------------4--------|
|-----4----------------2-----------4--------------2-------------|
|--2--------------0-------------2-------------0-----------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------------|
Some-days I look I look at you with eyes that
GM7 Em B A'
-----------------------------|-----------------------------|
-----------------------------|-------------2------------0--|
--------------0-----------0--|----------4------------4-----|
--------4--------------2-----|-----4------------2----------|
-----------5--------2--------|--2------------0-------------|
--3--------------0-----------|-----------------------------|
shine....... Some-days I don't
B A' GM7 Em
--------------------------------------------------------------|
--------------2-----------------0-----------------------------|
--------4-------------------4------------------0-----------0--|
-----4-----------------2-----------------4--------------2-----|
--2--------------0--------------------------5--------2--------|
------------------------------------3-------------0-----------|
I don't be-lieve that you are mine..........
C Em
|--------------------------------------------------------------|
|--------------1---------------1-------------------------------|
|-----------0---------------0-------------------0-----------0--|
|------2----------------2-------------------2------------2-----|
|---3---------------3--------------------2------------2--------|
|-----------------------------------0--------------0-----------|
It's no good ask-ing me what time of day it is
C Em
|-----------------------------------------------------0-----------|
|--------------1-------------------1---------------------0--------|
|----------0----------------0----------------------0--------0-----|
|------2-----------------2---------------------2---------------2--|
|---3--------------3------------------------2---------------------|
|--------------------------------------0--------------------------|
Who won the match or scored the goal
B A' B A'
|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------2-------------0---------------2-----------------0---|
|----------4---------------4-------------4-----------------4--------|
|-----4-----------------2-----------4-----------------2-------------|
|--2---------------0-------------2---------------0------------------|
|-------------------------------------------------------------------|
Some-days I look Some-days I look into your
B A' B A' B
-------------------------------------------------------------|
-------------2-----------0-----------2-----------0--------2--|
----------4-----------4-----------4-----------4--------4--4--|
-------4-----------2-----------4-----------2--------4--4-----|
--2-------------0-----------2-----------0-----------2--------|
-------------------------------------------------------------|
soul................... ^first time only
Chorus:
D A B F#m
|------------------------------------------------------|
|------------7-------------------------2---------------|
|---------7-------------6---------4-----------------2--|
|------7-------------7---------4-----------------4-----|
|---5-------------7--------2------------------4--------|
|--------------5-------------------------2-------------|
We don't need an- y- bod- y else
G A D A
------------------------------------------------------------|
----------------------------------------7-------------------|
-----------4---------------6---------7-------------------6--|
--------5-------------7-----------7-----------------7-------|
-----5-------------7----------5---------------- 7-----------|
--3-----------5----------------------------5----------------|
to tell us what is real In- side each
B F#m G A D
------------------------------------------------------------|
------------2--------------------------------------------7--|
---------4---------------2-----------4---------------6---7--|
------4---------------4-----------5--------------7-------7--|
--2----------------4-----------5------------7------------5--|
---------------2------------3------------5------------------|
one of us is love and we know how it feels
Solo: (Notes in paraenthesis are an "echo" guitar. Probably classical)
|----7-------(7)-----5-------(5)-----------------------------------------|
|-7-----(7)-------7-----(7)-------7p5p3p0--(7p5p3p0)--0--3--5--(0--3--5)-|
|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------------------------------------|
----7-------(7)-----5-------(5)----------------------------------------|
-7-----(7)-------7-----(7)-------7p5p3p0--(7p5p3p0)--------------------|
----------------------------------------------------------6--6h7p6-----|
------------------------------------------------------7-9----------9-7-|
-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
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Lyrics:
verse 1
B A'
Somedays I look
B A' G Em
I look at you with eyes that shine
B A'
Somedays I don't
B A' G Em
I don't believe that you are mine
C Em
It's no good asking me what time of day it is
C Em
Who won the match or scored the goal
B A'
Somedays I look
B A' G Em
Somedays I look into your soul
verse 2
Sometimes I laugh
I laugh to think how young we were
Sometimes it's hard
It's hard to know which way to turn
Don't ask me where I found that picture on the wall
How much it cost or what it's worth
Sometimes I laugh
I laugh to think how young we were
Chours:
D A B F#m
We don't need anybody else
G A D
To tell us what is real
A B F#m
Inside each one of us is love
G A D
And we know how it feels
verse 3
Somedays I cry
I cry for those who live in fear
Somedays I don't
I don't remember why I'm here
No use reminding me, it's just the way it is
Who ran the race or came in first
Somedays I cry
I cry for those who fear the worst
Solo
(repeat chorus)
(repeat verse)
(repeat Solo)
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ryan Lead Player |
#1 by ryan harney at Oct 4, 2007 at 7:20 AM EST |
| At first, one session was all it took to commit 'Somedays' on to tape, but Paul felt that it could be enhanced by an arrangement. At this time he was occasionally meeting with George Martin at Abbey Road, sifting through unissued archive Beatles recordings for the Anthology albums (and still nervous, 30 years on, that he would not be the cause of any musical breakdowns...), and Paul asked George if he would listen to 'Somedays' and consider scoring it for an orchestra. "I see you haven't lost your touch!" was the considered response; a 14-piece ensemble overdubbed their contribution on 10 June 1996. " I'd driven Linda to a photo session for one of her cookery assignments. Knowing she'd be about two hours, I set myself a deadline to write a song in that time - so that when she'd finished and would say 'Did you get bored? What did you do?', I could say 'Oh. I wrote this song. Wanna hear it?' " | |