Empty Glass
By Pete Townshend 
>From Empty Glass, 1980
Written by Pete Townshend ©1980 Towser Tunes Inc./Eel Pie Publishing Ltd

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transcribed by
litgo@aol.com
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Capo on 2 

[pedal A; verse chords by organ]

Why was I born today?
Life is useless like Ecclesiastes say
I never had a chance
But opportunity's now in my hands

             G/A
I stand with my guitar
      D/A                   F/A
All I need's a mirror, then I'm a star
A              G/A
I'm so sick of dud TV
D/A                         F/A       Bsus2/F#
Next time you switch on you might see me (oh, what a thrill for ya)

     F#                 
I've been there and gone there
  Esus4    
I lived there and bummed there
  C#            
I spinned there, I gave there
  Bsus2             C#
I drank there and I slaved there

[pedal A]
     G/A               D/A                       D/A A  D/A D
I've had enough of the way things have been done
G/A            D/A           D/A A  D/A A
Every man on a razor's edge
G/A                    D/A                     D/A A  D/A A
Someone has used us to kill with the same gun
G/A                   D/A       Bsus2/F#
Killing each other by driving a wedge

F#m     

   D               E(no3rd)        Bsus2
My life's a mess I wait for you to pass
F#m          D             E(no3rd)      Bsus4
I stand here at the bar, I hold an empty glass

B...

C# D E

[repeat from top]

Why was I born today?
Life is useless like Ecclesiastes say
I didn't get a chance
But opportunity's is in my hands

I stand with my guitar
I need a mirror, then I'm a star
I'm so sick of dud TV
Next time you switch on you might see me 

I've been there and gone there
I lived there and bummed there
I spinned there, I gave there
I drank there and I slaved there

I've had enough of the way things have been done
Every man on a razor's edge
Someone has used us to shoot with the same gun
We were killing each other by driving a wedge

My life's a mess I wait for you to pass
I stand here at the bar, I hold an empty glass

B     su2 B            sus2   B   A          E         B
Don't worry, smile and dance, you just can't work life out
B     su2 B             sus2  B    A        E        F#  F#sus4  F#
Don't let down moods entrance you, take the wine and shout

My life's a mess I wait for you to pass
I stand here at the bar, I hold an empty glass

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