You Sent Me Flying / Cherry Tabulatur von Amy Winehouse

You sent me flying:





Gm         A7     Dm     
Lent you outsiders and my new Badu
Bdim            Bb        A7                Dm
While you were thinking I didn't have a clue
Gm         A7        Dm         
Tough to sort files with your voice in my head
Bdim            Bb        A7                Dm
So then I bribed you downstairs with a Marlboro Red, uh huh


Em                 A7               Dm
And now I feel so small discovering you knew
Em                A7                 Dm
How much more torture would you have put me through?
Em                   A7                Dm
You probably saw me laughing at all your jokes
Em                 A7                 Dm
Or how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes, yeah


Fm               Eb          Dm     G   Cm
And although my pride is not easy to disturb, yeah
Fm              Eb          Dm      G    Cm
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
Fm                   Eb    Dm     G      Cm
With your battered jeans and your Beasties tee
Fm                   Eb     Dm    G       Cm
Now I can't work like this, with you next to me


Gm           A7           Dm
And although he's nothing in the scheme of my years
Bdim         Bb     A7      Dm
It just serves to bludgeon my futile tears
Gm           A7            Dm              
And I'm not use to this, no no, I observe yeah, I don't chase
Dm                           Bb       A7        Dm
But now I'm stuck with consequences, thrust in my face, yeah


Em                 A7             Dm
And the melodramas of my day delivery blows
Em                A7              Dm
And that surpass your rejection, it just goes to show
Em                  A7            Dm
A simple attraction that reflects right back to me
Em           A7            Dm
So I'm not as into you as I appear to be


Fm             Eb        Dm        G         Cm
Although my pride, yeah, is not easily disturbed
Fm             Eb        Dm        G         Cm
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
Fm             Eb        Dm        G         Cm
With your battered jeans, yeah and your Beasties tee, yeah yeah
Fm             Eb         Dm       G         Cm
Now I can't work like this, no with you next to me yeah yeah


Gm               A7        Dm
His message was brutal but the delivery was kind
Dm                  Bb         A7        Dm
Maybe if I get this down, I'll get it off my mind, yeah
Gm                 A7         Dm
Oh, it serves to condition me and smoothen my kinks
Bdim        Bb            A7              Dm             
Despite my frustration for the way that he thinks


Em                  A7                         Dm
And I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
Em                          A7                   Dm
At least you're attracted to me which I did not expect
Em                 A7               Dm
Didn't think you'd get my number down as such
Em                A                  Dm
But I never hated myself, for my age so much, yeah


Fm                            Eb         Dm     G      Cm
And although my pride's, yeah, not easy to disturbed, yeah
Fm                            Eb         Dm     G      Cm
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb, yeah
Fm                            Eb         Dm    G       Cm
So with your battered jeans, yeah, and your Beasties tee
Fm                            Eb         Dm     G      Cm
Now I can't work like this, no, with you next to me, yeah
Fm                           Eb          Dm      G      Cm
And although my pride's, yeah, not easy to disturbed, yeah
Fm                 Eb         Dm      G     Cm
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
Fm                 Eb         Dm      G       Cm
So with your battered jeans yeah and your Beasties tee
Fm                 Eb         Dm      G        Cm
Now I can't work like this, no, with you next to me





Cherry:

             D
Her name is Cherry
      E
Yeah, we've just met
       Em         A               D
But already she knows me better than you
         D                   E
She understands me after eighteen years
     Em                  A          D
And you still don't see me like you ought to do


E               A        D
Maybe we could talk 'bout things
E               A         D
If you was made of wood and strings
E               A         D
While I love her every sound
E               A         D
I don't know how to tune you down
E               A         D
You so thick and my patience is thin
E               A         D
I got me a new best friend
E               A         
With a pickup that puts you to shame
D
And Cherry is her name


D 
And when I'm lonely
E
Yeah, Chеrry's there
Em                 A                     D
And she plays along while I sing out my blues
D                      E
I could be crying, you don't care
Em                   A                 D
You won't call me back, you're stubborn as a mule


E               A        D
Maybe we could talk 'bout things
E               A        D
If you was made of wood and strings
E               A        D
Yeah, you might think I've gone too far
E               A        D
I'm talking 'bout my new guitar