Mrs. Potter's Lullaby - Counting Crows
Transcribed by Don Ferlazzo (CountCrow4@aol.com) on 10/22/99

NOTE: This is a very long song, so I tabbed as much of it as I felt necessary.


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Well I woke up in mid afternoon cause
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That's when it all hurts the most

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I dream I never know anyone at the party,
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And I'm always the host.

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If dreams are like movies then
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Memories are films about ghosts.

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You can never escape,
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You can only move south down the coast.

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Well I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame.

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I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame.

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If you've never stared off into the distance then your life is a shame.

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And though I'll never forget your face sometimes I can't remember my name.

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"Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't cry."
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"Hey, Mrs. Potter, I know why."
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"But, hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me?"

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Well there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing.
And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings.
And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring.
And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything.
Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said.
Oh and the ghosts of the tilt-o-whirl will linger inside of your head.
Oh and the Ferris wheel junkies will spin there forever instead.
When I see you, a blanket of stars covers me in my bed.

"Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't go," I said.
"Hey, Mrs. Potter, I don't know," but
"Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me.?

Well all the blue light reflections that
Color my mind when I sleep.
And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep.
All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep.
Hey, I can bleed as well as anyone but I need someone to help me sleep.
So I throw my hand into the air, and it swims in the beams.
It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream.
Well I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem.
Aw, but I'd sure like to find out
So why don't you climb down off that movie screen.

"Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't turn"
"Hey, Mrs. Potter, I burn for you"
"Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me?"

When the last king of Hollywood
Shatters his glass on the floor
And orders another
Well, I wonder what he did that for.
That's when I know that I have to get out cause
I have been there before.
So I gave up my seat at the bar and
I head for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie down
Beneath this bowl of stars.
We stand up in the Palace, like it's the
Last of the great pioneer town bars.
Aw, we shout out these songs against
The clang of electric guitars.
Well, you can see a million miles tonight,
But you can't get very far.
Aw, you can see a million miles tonight,
But you can't get very far.

"Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't touch, and"
"Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not much" but
"Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you talk to me?"