Everything Apron Full Of Stains

Everything (Apron Full of Stains)
The Normals
Key: E

Chorded by weksa
Contact: weksa@live.com
How I play it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZuG3QOz--7Q


Chords:
                            [2nd line of chorus]
   E  C#m  A  F#m  Am  B         E  E/Ab A
e|-0---0---0---0---0---0---------0---0---0-------|
B|-0---0---0---0---0---0---------0---0---0-------|
G|-1---6---2---2---5---4---------4---4---4-------|
D|-2---6---2---4---7---4---------2---2---2-------|
A|-2---4---0---4---7---2---------2---2---0-------|
E|-0-----------2---5-------------0---4-----------|


Intro:  E  C#m  A  A


Verse 1:
    E
She walks to the table with an apron full of stains and asks,
C#m                            A        A
"Hey sir, what can I get for you today?"
         E
I try to be polite and make nice conversation
        C#m
But the food's no good
                         A             A
She doesn't even seem to notice me here
E
 Her shoulders slumped, I see her tear stained eyes head back
C#m                                                  A                   A
 Through the double swinging doors, serving pies was not her goal in life
E
 I leave a tip like I think Jesus would and smile,
C#m                                      A        A
"Thanks a lot, have a nice day," and I'm on my way
F#m                    Am
 Jesus, what would You do?
F#m                      A           B
 Can You teach me how to love like You? Ooh


Chorus:
E             B   A
 I wanna give You everything
             E                 E/G# A
But I've got nothing of my own at   all
    E         B      A         
And if I give what I have not got
         E                   B  C#m  B A
Will You fill me up and make me whole, yeah


Verse 2:
E                                                       C#m
 I see him sitting by the side of the building near the street sign
                                  A           A
He's got a sign saying, "I will work for food"
E
 He looks up with his glazed over eyes, says
C#m                       A                  A
"How 'bout a dollar for a veteran, a fellow American"
E
 Empty stomach, empty mind, empty soul
     C#m                                A             A
Have I got the time to feed him a little broken bread? No...
     E                                 C#m
Do I toss up a prayer as I walk on by, give him a tract and a weak fake smile
        A                                   A
Or do I take the time to show him a little love?
F#m                          Am
 Don't feel like I've got anything to give
F#m                             A   B
 So I guess I've got nothing to lose, yea-yeah


Chorus:
E             B   A
 I wanna give You everything
             E                 E/G# A
But I've got nothing of my own at   all
    E         B      A         
And if I give what I have not got
         E                   B  C#m  B A
Will You fill me up and make me whole


Interlude: (play chorus chords once through)


Verse 3:
E
 I come back a couple weeks later
       C#m                                       A              A
See the same apron, same stains, same split end hair pulled back
E                                           C#m
 She comes near and says, "Hey mister, your smile picked me up the other day,
             A          A
Just thought I'd say thanks"
F#m                 Am
 Well I don't know why
   F#m                    A  B
It takes all my effort to try, yea-yeah


Chorus:
E             B   A
 I wanna give You everything
             E                 E/G# A
But I've got nothing of my own at   all
    E         B      A         
And if I give what I have not got
         E                   B  C#m  B A
Will You fill me up and make me whole
     B  C#m  B A
Make me whole
        E   B A   |  E   E/Ab A |  E   B A
Make me whole


Coda:
    E
She walks to the table with an apron full of stains and asks,
C#m                            A (one downstrum)
"Hey sir, what can I get for you today?"