Originally in D, I either play in D (and sing the chorus down an octave) or in G)
Either way, do not try to go up on the “slipped away” line
Not writing out all the suspensions and root movement after the intro
| D | Dsus4 | D | Cadd9 | G/B | G |
| → | → | → | x4 |
| D | C | G | |
| I | looked out this morning and t | he sun was | gone |
| D | C | G |
| Turned on some music to | start my | day |
| D | C | G | |
| Then | lost myself in a fam | iliar song |
| D | C | G/B | |
| I | closed my eyes and I | slipped away |
| Am | G/B | D |
| G | C | Em | D |
| x2 |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| It’s | more than a | feeling ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| When I | hear that old | song they used to | play (more than a f | eeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| As | I begin | dreaming ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Eb | |
| Till I | see Mari | anne walk a | way |
| Em7 | A7sus4 | A7 | G |
| I see my | Maria | nne walkin’ a | way |
| G | D/F# | A/E | D |
| → | → | → |
| D | Dsus4 | D | Cadd9 | G/B | G |
| → | → | → | x2 |
| D | C | G |
| So many people have | come and | gone |
| D | C | G | |
| Their | faces fade as the | years go | by |
| D | C | G | |
| Yet I | still recall as | I wander | on |
| D | C | G/B | |
| As | clear as the sun in the | summer sky |
| Am | G/B | D |
| G | C | Em | D |
| x2 |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| It’s | more than a | feeling ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| When I | hear that old | song they used to | play (more than a f | eeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| As | I begin | dreaming ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Eb | |
| Till I | see Mari | anne walk a | way |
| Em7 | A7sus4 | A7 | Bm | A |
| I see my | Marian | ne walkin’ a | way |
Solo
| D | G | D/F# | A |
| D | G | D/F# | A |
| D | G | Bm | A |
| D | Bm | Em | A |
| G | G | ||
| G | D/F# | A/E | D |
| → | → | → |
| D | Dsus4 | D | Cadd9 | G/B | G |
| → | → | → | x2 |
| D | C | G |
| When I’m tired and | thinking cold |
| D | C | G | |
| I | hide in my music, for | get the | day |
| D | C | G | |
| And | dream of a girl, I | used to | know |
| D | C | G/B | |
| I | closed my eyes and she | slipped a | way |
| D | D | Cadd9 | G/B |
| D | D | Cadd9 | G/B |
| Slipped a | way |
| D | D | Cadd9 | G/B |
Hang on the bVII a little extra
| D | D | Cadd9 | G/B |
Hang on the last chord a little extra
| Am | G/B | D |
| G | C | Em | D |
| x2 |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| It’s | more than a | feeling ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| When I | hear that old | song they used to | play (more than a f | eeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| As | I begin | dreaming ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D | |
| When I | see Mari | anne walk a | way |
| G | C | Em | D |
| x2 |
| G |