Althea piano leadsheet with chords

I told Althea I was feelin' lost,

lackin' in some direction.

Althea told me, upon scrutiny, that my back might need protection.

I told Althea that treachery

was tearin' me limb from limb.

Althea told me,

"Now, cool down, boy.

Settle back;

easy, Jim."

I told Althea I was feelin' lost,

lackin' in some direction.

Althea told me, upon scrutiny, that my back might need protection.

I told Althea that treachery

was tearin' me limb from limb.

Althea told me,

"Now, cool down, boy.

Settle back;

easy, Jim."

There are things you can replace

and others you cannot.

The time has come to weigh those things.

This space is getting hot.

You know, this space is getting hot.