I told Al (A)the a I was feel in’ (A)lost,
lack in’ in (A)some di (E)rec tion.
Al the a told (A)me, up on scru (A)ti ny, that my back might need pro tec tion.
I told Al the a that (C#m)treach er y
was tear in’ me limb from (A)limb.
Al the a told me,
“Now, cool down, boy.
Set tle back; eas y, Jim.”
I told Al (A)the a I was feel in’ (A)lost,
lack in’ in (A)some di (E)rec tion.
Al the a told (A)me, up on scru (A)ti ny, that my back might need pro tec tion.
I told Al the a that (C#m)treach er y
was tear in’ me limb from (A)limb.
Al the a told me,
“Now, cool down, boy.
Set tle back; eas y, Jim.”
There are things you (G)can re (G)place
and oth ers you can not.
The time has come to (G)weigh those things.
This space is get ting hot.
You know, this (A)space is get ting hot.
This page shows “Althea” by Grateful Dead in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of A at 100 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.