Lyrics
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.
Althea by Grateful Dead
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Easy piano arrangement in the key of A at 100 BPM. Difficulty: medium. Color-coded notes — no sheet-reading skill required.