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Anna Begins (Counting Crows)

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My friend assures me, "It's all or
|G|%
nothing." I am not worried.- I am not
|Am|
overly con- cerned. My friend implores me,-
%|G
"For one time only, Make an
|%|Am
exception."- I am not worried Wrap
|%
her up in a package of lies,- send her off
|G|
to a coconut island I am not worried.
%|Am
I am not overly con- cerned with the status
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of my emotions- "Oh," she says, "you're
|G|
changing." But we're always changing.
%|Em
It does not bother me to say this isn't
%|CD
love Because if you don't want to talk
|Em%|C
about it then It isn't love And I
     
D
guess I'm going to have to live with that But
|Em%|
I'm sure there's something in a shade of
CD|Em
grey or something in between And I can
%|CD
always change my name if that's what you mean
|Am|%
My friend assures me,- "It's all or
|G|
nothing." But I am not really worried.-
%|Am
I am not overly con- cerned. You try to tell
|%
yourself the things you try to tell yourself
|G|%
To make yourself forget.- I am not
|Em%|C
worried "If it's love," she said, "then
D|
we're going to have to think about the
Em%|C
consequences." She can't stop shaking I
D|G
can't stop touching her and This time when
     
C|AmD|
kindness falls like rain, it washes her
GC|AmD|G
away and Anna be- gins to change her mind
C|Am
"These seconds when I'm shaking leave me
D|GC|Am
shuddering for days," she says, and I'm
D|Am
not ready for this sort of thing
|%
But I'm not going to break and I'm not going
|G|%
to worry about it any- more. I'm not going
|Am|%
to bend and I'm not going to- break and
|G|
I'm not going to worry about it anymore.-
%|Am
It seems like I should say, "As long as
|%|
this is love..." But it's not all that
G|%|Am
easy so maybe I should Snap her up in a
|%
butterfly net,- pin her down on a photograph
     
|G|%
album I am not worried; I've done this
|Em%|C
sort of thing be fore But then I
D|Em
start to think about the consequences.
%|CD
Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room
and...
|GC|Am
This time when kindness falls like rain,
D|GC|Am
it washes me away and Anna be- gins to
D|GC|Am
change my mind, and everytime she sneezes
D|GC|Am
I believe it's love and Oh Lord, I'm not
D|GG|C
ready for this sort of thing She's talking
Am|DG|
in her sleep, it's keeping me awake and
CAm|DG|C
Anna begins to toss and turn, and every
Am|DG|
word is nonsense but I understand and Oh
CAm|DG
Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.
     
|CAm|D
Her kindness bangs a gong, it's moving me
G|CAm|DG
along and Anna begins to fade away. It's
|CAm|DG|
chasing me away. She disappears and Oh
CAm|DG
Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.

Anna Begins (Counting Crows)                          "These seconds when I'm   shaking leave me        
                                                      shuddering for   days," she says, and   I'm       
    My friend assures me,    "It's all or             not ready for this sort of   thing                
nothing."    I am not worried.-  I am not                                                               
overly con- cerned. My friend implores me,-           But I'm not going to   break and I'm not going    
 "For one time only,    Make an                       to   worry about it any- more. I'm not going      
exception."-  I am not worried     Wrap               to   bend and I'm not going to-  break and        
her up in a package of lies,-  send her off           I'm not going to   worry about it anymore.-       
to a coconut island    I am not worried.               It seems like I should   say, "As long as        
 I am not overly con- cerned with the status          this is   love..." But it's not all that          
of my emotions-  "Oh," she says, "you're              easy so   maybe I should   Snap her up in a       
changing."    But we're always changing.              butterfly net,-  pin her down on a photograph     
 It does not bother me to   say this isn't            album    I am not worried; I've   done this       
love    Because if you don't want to talk             sort of thing be  fore  But then    I             
about it then     It isn't love    And I              start to think about the   consequences.          
guess I'm going to have to live with that But         Because I don't get no   sleep in a quiet room    
I'm   sure there's something in a shade of            and...                                            
grey or something in between     And I can                                                              
always change my   name if that's what you mean         This time when kindness falls like   rain,      
                                                      it washes me   away and Anna be- gins to          
    My friend assures me,-  "It's all or              change my   mind, and everytime she   sneezes     
nothing."    But I am not really worried.-            I believe it's love and   Oh Lord,   I'm not      
 I am not overly con- cerned. You try to tell         ready for this sort of   thing She's   talking    
yourself the   things you try to tell yourself        in her sleep, it's   keeping me awake and         
To   make yourself forget.-  I am not                 Anna begins to   toss and turn, and   every       
worried "If it's   love," she said,    "then          word is nonsense but I   understand and Oh        
we're going to have to think about the                Lord, I'm not ready   for this sort of thing.     
consequences."  She can't stop   shaking I            Her   kindness bangs a gong, it's   moving me     
can't stop touching her and   This time when          along and   Anna begins to   fade away. It's      
kindness falls like   rain, it washes her               chasing me away. She   disappears and Oh        
away and Anna be- gins to change her   mind           Lord, I'm not ready   for this sort of thing.