Narrated from the perspective of a woman who thinks she was traded in for a younger model. A little above my good vocal range, but it sounded more authentic this way ...
Featuring, well, my *entire* pedal board: Strymon El Capistan for the loop, MusicPCB Tap Tempo tremolo, Clementine 2 compressor, Winnie the Pooh and Some Bees fuzz, and Ernie Ball volume pedal, Malekko Ekko 616. Don Quixotecaster into the tone king.
Lyrics and chords:
Am | Am | Gm | Am | Dm | Gm | Am | -
Am
Abel,
Gm Am
oh Abel
Dm Dm7 Gm Am
I, can't, stand to see you go
All the dishes in the sink
And I haven't slept a wink
Since the night you came home too late
we two
don't belong in this place
It's as plain as the nose on my face
I made tea and toast
Then I
dumped out your half of the roast
Oh Abel,
I, can't, stand to see you go
I don't care if I'm boring
I don't care if I'm old
I might have once upon a time
And you know what they say
Just get out of the way
And I'm too frail to stand in line
Oh Abel, we two
Abel, we don't belong in this place
Abel, oh Abel
It's as plain as the nose on my face
Abel, oh Abel
I, can't, stand
to see you go