#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# From: MR KEN L REYNOLDS [[email protected]] Sent: Tuesday, December 30, 1997 7:00 PM song: Tangled Up Puppet artist: Harry Chapin album: Harry Chapin Gold Collection transcribed: Ken Reynolds Enjoy the following Harry Chapin tune. Tangled Up Puppet Harry Chapin (klr) capo 5th fret I?m a [D] tangle up [Dmaj7] puppet [Bm] spinning round in [A7] knots And the [A] more I see of what [A7] used to be, the [A] less of you I [D] got [D] There was a time that you [Dmaj7] curled up in my [Bm] lap like a [D] child You?d [G] cling to me [G/f#] smiling your [G/e] eyes wide and [G] wild Now you [Bm] slip through my [D] arms, wave a [Bm] passing [G/e] hello [A] Twist away , and [A7] toss a kiss, [A] laughing as you [D] go [D] You used to say, ?Read me a [Dmaj7] story, and [Bm] sing me songs of [D] love? For [G] you were Princess [G/f#] Paradise, on the [G/e] wings of a [G] dove Now I [Bm] chase you and [D] tease you trying to [Bm] remake you my [G/E] own But [A] you just turn [A7] away and say, [A] ?Please leave me [D] alone.? [A] And I?m a [D] tangled up [Dmaj7] puppet, all [Bm] hanging in your [A7] strings I?m a [A] butterfly in a [A7] spider?s web, [A] fluttering my [D] wings And the [D] more that I keep [Dmaj7] dancing, and [Bm] spinning ?round in [A7] knots The [A] more I see what [A7] used to be and the [A] less of you I [D] got You are a [D] drawer full of [Dmaj7] make-up and [Bm] rinses and [D] things You keep [G] changing your [G/f#] moods like your [G/e] earrings and [G] rings But [Bm] tonight while we played [D] tag for five [Bm] minutes in the [G/E] yard Well, [A] just for a [A7] moment, I [A] caught you off [D] guard [A] And I?m a [D] tangled up [Dmaj7] puppet all [Bm] hanging in your [A7] strings; I?m a [A] butterfly in a [A7] spider?s web, [A] fluttering my [D] wings And the [D] more that I keep [Dmaj7] dancing, and [Bm] spinning ?round in [A7] knots, The [A] more I see what [A7] used to be and the [A] less of you I [D] got But for [Bm] now you write your [G] secret poems in a [A] room just for your [Bm] dreams You [G] don?t find time to [Bm] talk to me [A] about the things you mean. . . What I [G] mean is I have [D] watched you takes [Dmaj7] shape from a [Bm] jumble of [D] parts And [G] find the grace and [G/f#] form of a [G/e] fine work of [G] art Hey, [Bm] you, my brand new [D] woman, newly [Bm] come into your [G/E] own, [A] Don?t you know that [A7] you don?t need to [A] grow up all [D] alone I hope you all enjoyed that one. Ken Reynolds ( [email protected] )
