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All I Could Do by Kimya Dawson
All I Could Do
C
I had a show a few weeks ago
F G
it's getting harder and harder to sing
C
and it is hard to focus on my guitar
F G C
playing when inside a baby is kicking
C
At first I was sad and scared
F G
cause this is all I know how to do
C
then John and Peter played standing up
F G C
sometimes something will change and that change will change you.
C
Then I thought back to six years ago
F G
when Brian Pilkton told me to play
C
he gave me a car, a typewriter, a guitar
F G C
before that all I could do was count days.
C
Then I thought back to before my coma
F G
rehab in Tacoma, my junkie roommates
C
all that I knew how to do was put cigarettes
F G C
out on my self, I took pills and I drank.
C
And I thought back to when I was 15
F G
how I was squeaky clean, and I wanted to die
C
I was feeding the homeless while combating loneliness
F G
all that I could do was keep living a lie.
C
Then I think back to that 12 year old poet
F G
how she didn't know it was what she would be
C
all she could do was hide under her bed
F G C
scared to death that somebody might read her diary
C
See I have changed and I'll keep on changing
F G
and maybe my songwriting will suffer
C
but its okay if at the end of the day
F G C
all i can do next is just be a good mother
C
its okay if at the end of the day
F G C
all i can do next is be a good mother.
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version 2
standard tuning, no capo.
A D A D E A D A D E A
A D
I had a show a few weeks ago
A D E
It's getting harder and harder to sing
A D A
And it is hard to focus on my guitar playing
D E A
When inside a baby is kicking
A D
At first I was sad and scared
A D E
'Cause this is all I know how to do
A D
Then John and Peter played standing up
A D
Sometimes something will change
E A
And that change will change you
A D
Then I thought back to six years ago
A D E
When Brian Pilkton told me to play
A D
He gave me a car, a typewriter, a guitar
A D E A
Before that all I could do was count days
A D
Then I thought back to before my coma
A D E
Rehab in Tacoma, my junkie roommates
A D
And all that I knew how to do was
A D E A
Put cigarettes out on myself, I took pills and I drank
A D
And I thought back to when I was 15
A D E
How I was squeaky clean and I wanted to die
A D
I was feeding the homeless while combating loneliness
A D E A
All I could do was keep living a lie
A D
Then I think back to that 12 year old poet
A D E
How she didn't know it was what she would be
A D
All she could do was hide under her bed
A D E A
Scared to death that somebody might read her diary
A D
You see I have changed and I'll keep on changing
A D E
And maybe my song-writing will suffer
A D
But it's okay if at the end of the day
A D E A
All I can do next is just be a good mother
D
It's okay if at the end of the day
A D E A
All I can do next is be a good mother
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