Capo ：4th fret    

     Csus2  Am7/11  ■ Csus2
e:|--3------0------||------3------3---|---3-------3-----|---3-------3-----|
B:|--3------3------||-----------------|-------3-------3-|-------3-------3-|
G:|--5------5------||------5--------5-|-----5-------5---|-----5-----------|
D:|--5------5------||-----------------|-----------------|-------------5---|
A:|--3------0------||-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|---------0------||--3--------3-----|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|

                               Clou - dy                    The sky is

  
    Csus2              F 
e:|----3------------|-----1-------1---|-----------------|-----------------|
B:|--------3--------|---------1-------|-----------------|-----------------|
G:|-----------------|-------2-------2-|--------%--------|--------%--------|
D:|------5------0h3-|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|-3--------3------|--1--------1-----|-----------------|-----------------|

    gray and white and           cloudy                    Sometimes   I


     F                 C       Em/B      A7
e:|---------1-------|-----------------|-----2-----2-----|---2-------2-----|
B:|-----1-------1---|-----------------|---------------1-|-------1-------0-|
G:|-------2-------2-|------0-------0--|-----2-------2---|-----2---1---2---|
D:|-----------------|-----2-----2-----|---------1-------|-1---------------|
A:|-----------------|--3-------2------|--0--------------|-----------------|
E:|--1--------1-----|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

   think it's hanging down     on       me                      and it's a


     G                 Em                                  G
e:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B:|------------0----|-----------0-----|---0--------0----|-----------0-----|
G:|-----------------|-------0-------0-|--------0--------|-------0---------|
D:|------0-------0--|-----2-------2---|-----2--------2--|-----0-------0---|
A:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|--3-------3------|--0------0-------|-0--------0------|--3------3-------|

  hitchhike a hundred miles                         I'm a rag    a-muffin 


     Am          (bend)                 D7/F#
e:|-----------0-----|---0-------0-----|---2-------2-----|---2-------2-----|
B:|-------1-------3-|-------1-------0-|-------1-------1-|-------1------0h1|
G:|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|
D:|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A:|--0------0-------|-0-------0-------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|-----------------|-----------------|-2-------2-------|-2-------2-------|

    child                       pointed finger painted smile


    D7/F#              G       G6       G7      G         G6      G7
e:|----2------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B:|--------1---1-1--|--0-------0---0--|-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|
G:|--------2---2-2--|--0-strum-0---0--|-0-strum-0-strum-|-0-strum-0-strum-|
D:|------0-----0-0--|--0-------0h2-2--|-3-------0-------|-2-------3-------|
A:|-0---------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E:|----------2---2--|--3-------3---3--|-3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|

                   I left my shadow waitin'      down the road for me a 


     G7
e:|--1--------------|
B:|--0--------------|
G:|--0---(strum)----|
D:|--0--------------|
A:|-----------------|
E:|--3--------------|

   while

(■に戻る and 繰り返し)


Finish on:

     Csus2
e:|--3--------------|
B:|--3--------------|
G:|--5--------------|
D:|--5--------------|
A:|--3--------------|
E:|-----------------|




歌:

Cloudy
The sky is gray and white and cloudy.
Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me. 
And it's a hitchhike a hundred miles,
I'm a raga-muffin child.
Pointed finger, painted smile,
I left my shadow waitin' down the road for me a while.

Cloudy
My thoughts are scattered and they're cloudy.
They have no borders, no boundaries.
They echo and they swell,
From Tolstoi to Tinkerbell, 
Down from Berkeley to Carmel, 
I got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to kill.

Hey sunshine!
I haven't seen you in a long time.
Why don't you show your face and bend my mind? 
These clouds stick to the sky, 
Like a floating question why,
And they linger there to die.
They don't know where they are going,
And, my friend, neither do I.

Cloudy
Cloudy