A Riff:  ||---------------------------------||    E Riff:  ||-------------------------------||
                   ||---------------------------------||             ||-------------------------------||
                   ||-0-2-2-----------0-2-2-----------||             ||-------------------------------||
                   ||-0-2-2-----------0-2-2-----------||             ||--2-2------------2-2-----------||
                   ||-0-0-0-3-p0------0-0-0-3-p0------||             ||--2-2-4---5------2-2-4---5-----||
                   ||------------3-p0------------3-p0-||             ||--0-0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-||

A Riff   A Riff   A Riff   C   C      Some girls like the medical type: "Doctor, I have a pain"
A Riff   A Riff   A Riff   D   D      Some sigh for a lawyer guy, those legal briefs just drive them insane
E Riff   E Riff   E Riff    G   A     Some girls love a uniform, they go for the soldiers and sailors
         A   A     G   G              But what'll start my heart, make me fall apart
         D   D     D-> A              Is a roomful of smart guys with Martins and Taylors

                  EEEE EEEE                     Oh
          Am  Am   D   D     G   G   Am  Am     You can write the words I like, you can write the tune that lingers
          D   D    E   E                        But the way to my heart is through nimble fingers
          Am  Am   Am  Am  
                   Am  Am   F   F               Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched
                   G   G    E <tacet>           But I need love with... six strings attached

A Riff   A Riff   A Riff   C   C      Take me to all the filk cons, baby, take me to the open jam
A Riff   A Riff   A Riff   D   D      Drop your D right in front of me, and I might forget just who I am
E Riff   E Riff   E Riff    G   A     You can play the horn like Satchmo, show Bing a thing or two about crooning
         A   A     G   G              A single violin nearly does me in
         D   D     D-> A              But there's nothing like a Gibson in an open tuning

                  EEEE EEEE                     Oh
          Am  Am   D   D     G   G   Am  Am     You can write the words I like, you can write the tune that lingers
          D   D    E   E                        But the way to my heart is through nimble fingers
          Am  Am   Am  Am  
                   Am  Am   F   F               Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched
                   G   G    E  <tacet>          But I need love with... six strings attached

                         A Riff    A Riff   D   G  
                         C    C    C/B  C/B          Now I'm too young for a mid-life crisis
                         Am   Am    F    G           And too old for teen infatuation
                         C    C/B   Am   G           But I should never be left to my own devices
                         F    F     F    F           Around a cute geek with an Ovation
                         G7   G7    E    E           Let me tell you about my first rock jam
                         F    F     F    F           Oooh, what can I say
                         C    C/B   Am    F          Guys with guitars on every side
                         G <strum>                   (spoken) I don't remember anything else that happened that day...

     GGGG GGGG
     C   G G   Am Am   F F   
     GGGG GGGG  

A Riff   A Riff   A Riff    C   C    Take me to the Cliffs of Dover, stand me at the Crossroads too
A Riff   A Riff   A Riff    D   D    Wish you were here with your black dog, dear, we'll come together, me and you
E Riff   E Riff   E Riff     G   A   Give me a rhythm or lead me on, show me your Marshall stack
         A  A   G  G                 I'm a hot little chick who loves a good hot lick
         D  D   D->A                 Strap on your dreadnought and keep me coming back
                                                                                                 ('scuse me while I kiss this guy...)

                  EEEE EEEE                     Oh
          Am  Am   D   D     G   G   Am  Am     You can write the words I like, you can write the tune that lingers
          D   D    E   E                        But the way to my heart is through nimble fingers
          Am  Am   Am  Am  
                   Am  Am   F   F               Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched
                   G   G    E <tacet>           But I need love with... six strings attached
          Am  Am   Am  Am  
                   Am  Am   F   F               Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched
                   G   G    E <tacet>           But I need love with... twelve strings attached
          Am  Am   Am  Am  
                   Am  Am   F   F               Yeah, you might think that we're well-matched
                   G   G    E <tacet>           But I need love with... six strings attached

    Am Am (G) Am...   Am Am (G) Am...
    Am Am (G) Am Am (G) Am <sustain>...  Am <tacet>