WHERE IS THE ONE
(Matt Hales / Ben Hales)

by Ruth, from the album 'Harrison'

Transcription by Phil Gardner

I don't care what anyone says, the beginning of this is just 'Chopsticks'.

Play the main verse chords on the guitar like this:

E: 3              3
B: 3              3
G: 0   and then   0   changing frets depending on which chord you're playing.
D: 3              2     From the 3rd fret to the 5th to the 8th.
A: X              X       If you see what I mean.
E: X              X         I'm sure you do.


         G7                        Em
It's the same every year, it's that strange nagging fear,
             G7                        C - Gb
That there's something the matter with me.
G     Ab       A7                              F#m
Feels like I'm one percent proof, feel like the unwelcome truth,
         A7                       D - A - Bb
That I'm not what I think I should be.
B    C7                 Am
I am unsatisfactory, an eleven volt battery,
      C7                    F           Bb
I'm a treacherous, leperous cheapskate, cheesecake,
    C7                       Am                       
The fly on the wall, who saw nothing at all,
              C7                 F - E
'Cause there's nothing at all to see.

             D                       G7
Where is the one, who said she would come,
             D                    G7
Where is the one, she's taking me on,
    F     E
She makes me.


Five times a day my mother calls me to say,
How she's got three weeks in the sun, (cancer of the son)
I need my annual service (cervix), but my heart does not deserve it,
And I'm frightened of losing a lung.
Terminal case says the smile on my face,
And I wish I could change it to low rate dream date,
Hoarse from all the shouting at the car I drive about in,
I'm the tray, the goose and the kite.

Where is the one, who said she would come,
Where is the one, she's taking me on,
    F     E  D
She makes me,
    Eb    D  C
She makes me,
     F    E  Eb  D
She makes me whole.


It's the same every year, it's that strange nagging fear,
That there's something the matter with me.
I walked a mile and a quarter with the headmaster's daughter,
But she wasn't my bride to be.

Where is the one, who said she would come,
Where is the one, she's taking me on,
She makes me.



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