In C Chords by Loudon Wainwright III

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      C                 F     G
      Here's another song in C.
      C                   F      G
      When I play piano, it's my key.
      Am                    F
      If I was playing my guitar,
      Am                          G
      I'd probably be in G, the chances are.
       
      C                  F    G
      Here is another song in C.
      C                F          G
      With my favorite protagonist - me.
      Am                    F
      Of my little world I'll tell & show.
      Am                   G
      I'll sing about it so you'll know.
       
      C                    F         G
      When people in it break my heart,
      Then my little world can fall apart.
      Am                       F
      And there's not a thing I can do,
      G                F       C
      Except to sing in C to you.
       
      There used to be a family.
      Brother, sisters, father, mother and me.
      We were living in a little home.
      We were fending off the great unknown.
       
      But the great unknown it got inside.
      And what had been whole, it did divide.
      In the end father had to leave.
      When he did the mother had to grieve.
       
      That's the time when real troubles start.
      It's when a world can fall apart.
      And there's not a thing I can do,
      Except to sing in C to you.
       
      I grew up and had a family.
      And it broke apart so easily.
      All that started thirty years ago.
      Why it's never ending I don't know.
       
      I could blame on the great unknown
      Or as a kid what I was told and shown.
      But I blame myself and I blame her.
      The cruel & foolish people that were
       
      And the children that we had are grown
      They're out fending off their great unknown
      And I've noticed they are a little bit like me
      With a tendency to sing in C
       
      So by now is clear to hear and know.
      I dont play a lot of piano
      But sometimes a fellow has to sit
      Just to sing about the heavy shit
       
      And the great unknowns a hurricane
      With howling winds, & floods, & driving rain.
      You might make it through but you dont know
      If right behind it there's a tornado.
       
      And if families didn't break apart
      I suppose they don't need for art
      But you and I know they do
      So I sing in C to you