Intro:    Am    F    G        x 4


       Am               F       G
 She’s natural in her beauty
                              Am           F           G
 I guess you could say she’s just an unapproachable comedienne
        Am             F         G
 Having much faith in her talent, she did her work
     Am   F       G
 No comedienne has not been the clown
              Am    F    G
 She did her work
                               Am
 But her heart was quietly crying
           F             G
 I guess she even felt guilty
            Am  F  G
 About even dying
           Am   F  G
 Sad Mabel Normand


                  Am     F     
 So my friend is continuing
 G
 On a destructive road
          Am        F      G
 His life passes before him like an unfortunate circumstance
Am            F            G
 He and his friends are at odds and he is not winning
  Am              F               G
 Why does someone always have to win
            Am   F   G
 He says it matters
                          Am
 Strange things do follow
           F       G
 When you love someone
                    Am   F    G
 So you put someone in exile
                               Am    F    G
 How ’bout I call you “Beloved Exile”

 He called today


      F               G
 He says ”Don’t give up”
       Am                  G
 I ask him, “What are you talking about”
     F                        G
 I said, “Things are not the same”
                    Am                    G
 Since you’ve been gone, Rome burned down


                         Am   F   G
 And still it's all the same
                                          Am
 So I moved away from the house that held
          F           G
 Nothing but waiting for messages
 Am                    F     G
 All through the day seasons, I went running with the sun
         F                          G
 And I prayed every day for the answers
                   Am          F     G
 In a still and almost silent night
                      Am      F      G
 He began to hide his beauty
                   Am      F      G
 And I learned to say the words
                               Am      F     G
 Well, just whose side are you on, anyway


   Am           F
 Change sides

 What does it matter
             Am          F
 Still you change sides
                        Am        F      G       
 Every other day you just change sides


 Instrumental:    Am    F    G        x 3


Am      F    G
 So continue on your destructive road
Am          F        G
 Your life passes before me like an unknown circumstance
Am         F          G
 You and your friends are at odds and you are not winning
  Am              F               G
 Why does someone always have to win
                Am             F     G
 And all those races that are run
            Am       F      G
 They cause patterns
                          Am
 Strange things do follow
           F       G
 When you love someone
                         Am   F    G
 So you put that someone in exile

 And you say, I’d write a book about it
      Am              F G
 And call it “Beloved Exile”


           Am         F    G
 Well her life was a gas
                           Am
 Simply everything that happened
           F          G
 Well, the old lady said, “yes it was sad”
              Am      F      G
 She fought a losing battle

 One day at a time
           Am              F          G
 She might even make it through tomorrow
                      Am
 Maybe even another show
    F             G
 Natural in her beauty
                       Am      F           G 
 I guess you could say she was unapproachable
         Am F G
 Baby comedienne
     Am    F    G
 So beautiful 
              Am    F    G
 So beautiful 
                            Am    F    G
 She fought a losing battle
                                  Am   F   G
 She might even make it through tomorrow
              Am    F    G
 So beautiful 
     Am    F    G
 So beautiful 
           Am   F   G
 Sad Mabel Normand
 Am   F    G
 Sad girl
 Am   F    G
 Sad girl