Don't Do Sadness/blue Wind

Awful sweet to be a little (A5)butterfly,

just (Bb5)wingin' over things

and nothin' deep

(A5)inside. Nothin' (Fmaj7)goin', goin' wild in you,

you know.

(E7)You're slowin' by the (C)riverside

or floatin' (Bb)high and blue.

Or, (Bb5)maybe, cool to be a little (A5)summer wind,

like, (Bb5)once through ev'rything

and then away

(A5)again. With a taste (Fmaj7)of dust in your mouth all day but no (E7)need to know,

like (C)sadness.

You just (Bb)sail away.

'Cause you know,

(Em)I don't do (C)sadness,

not even a (Bb)little bit.

Just don't need (Fmaj7)it in my life.

Don't want any part (Am)of it.

(Em)I don't do (C)sadness.

Hey, I've done (Bb)my time.

Lookin' back on it all, man,

it blows (Fmaj7)my mind.

I don't do (Am)sadness.

So been there.

(Em)Don't do (C)sadness.

Just don't care.

(Am)Spring and (Em)summer,

(C)ev'ry other day.

Blue (Bb)wind gets so sad

blowin' through the (Fmaj7)thick corn,

through the bales of hay,

through the (Am)open books on the grass...

(C)Spring and (Fmaj7)summer.

(D)Sure, when it's autumn,

(F)wind always wants to creep up and haunt (G)you.

(G)Whistlin', it's got (F)you,

with its (Am)heartache, with its (Em)sorrow,

winter wind (C)sings and it cries.

(Bb5)So, maybe I should be some kind of (A5)laundry line.

Hang their things (Bb5)on me,