I Don't Want To Hear It Anymore F Gm In my neighbourhood, where folks don't live so good now F Gm The rooms are small, most of building's made of wood F Gm Eb I hear the neighbours talking about you and me Ab Gm Yes, I've heard most every word Bb Cm F Gm F Gm Cause the talking's loud, and the walls are much too thin F Gm Am F Bb "She don't really love him" Oh, that's what I heard them say Gm Bbm F Gm "She sure wasn't thinking of him today" F Gm Am F Bb "I saw her in the courtyard", said that girl in room 1-49 Gm Bbm F Gm "Talking to a boy I've never seen before and standing there together C Don't you know they looked so fine" F Em A7 Dm F Bb No, I don't want to hear it anymore, I don't want to hear it anymore F Dm Bb Cause the talk just never ends and the heartache soon begins F Dm Bb F Gm The talk is so loud and the walls- they're much too thin "Lord, ain't it sad", said the woman across the hall "That a nice boy like that falls in love Hey, it's just too bad that he had to go and fall For a girl who doesn't care for him at all" No, I don't want to hear it anymore... F Gm F Gm... Oh, I wish they wouldn't talk so loud and expose my heartache to the crowd These walls around me are so thin, sometimes I think they're moving in Yeah... by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com