A C A C
Em7 Dmaj7
It's late De-cem-ber and the New Year's nev-er com-ing,
Em7 Dmaj7
time pass-es slow-ly in a two-room walk-up flat,
Bm F#7
The sun is silent there's a cold rain's gonna come on,
G A D
No one to talk to but my lady's yellow cat.
Em7 Dmaj7
Raindrops falling on the flowers in the window box,
Em7 Dmaj7
Plastic roses that I planted yesterday.
Bm F#7
I didn't think they'd die so soon but they're all withered now,
G A D
Seems like everything I touch turns out that way.
Chorus
F#7
Well, I guess I'll just go walking,
Bm Bm/A
The cat's no Good for talking to,
E7
He don't know what I'm saying
Em A C A /
And the rain is always playing on my mind, on my mind.
F#7
Well, I guess I'll just go walking,
Bm Bm/A
The cat's no Good for talking to,
E7
He don't know what I'm saying
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