Patchwork Quilt chords

I never kn[C#]ew you

But th[D]en who r[A]eally d[Bm]id?

If you were at a[F#]ll like m[E]e

You ma[F#]naged to keep yourself h[B]id

A p[Bm]atchwork quilt of a l[E]ife

[D]Memories embr[C#]oidered[C]

[D]On your sou[A]l

So please forg[C#]ive me
For p[D]utting you i[A]n my s[Bm]ong
But the spirit she m[F#]oves me[E]
In fact she p[F#]ushes me al[B]ong
It's a pa[Bm]tchwork quilt of a l[E]ife
[D]Can't stop the r[C#]iver [C]
[D]Just let it rol[A]l

We were a[F#]t Jones Beach

When we[Em] got the w[A]ord

[F#]Saddest sound that [Em]I ever h[A]eard

[F#]The bluest note that nobody could p[B]lay

R[F#]avens sang with us that ni[E]ght on the [A]stage

T[F#]ears of sadness, te[E]ars of [A]rage

But [F#]nobody spoke, we a[D]ll f[C#]elt o[C]ld

And i[D]n the w[A]ay

So walk bes[C#]ide me
Or ab[D]ove me, [A]I don't k[Bm]now
These days it s[F#]ure seems[E]
I'm l[F#]ost where ever I g[B]o

G[F#]od, how could you, I he[E]ard someone s[A]ay
[F#]And what do we do with our l[E]ives now [A]anyway?
[F#]Now that our North Star can no longer be f[B]ound
But there's a b[F#]anjo moon in a t[E]ie-dyed s[A]ky
[F#]Hippies dance and b[E]abies c[A]ry
[F#]Church bells ring as a s[D]ilver-haired a[A]ngel looks d[B]own
And the bl[D]ood of his music r[E]uns through the veins of ou[F#]r guitars
Bright li[B]ghts, Dark[B] Star

I never k[C#]new you
But th[D]en who re[A]ally [Bm]did
If you were at [F#]all like [E]me
You m[F#]anaged to keep yourself [B]hid