Intro
 
A F#m D (x2) 
 
Verse 1
              A              F#m                D 
What would it sound like if you were the songwriter 
          A         F#m          D 
And you made your living off of me? 
          C#m                 F#m               D 
Would you detail your near-constant consternation? 
                    C#m                F#m                D 
Or the way my very presence makes your muses up and flee? 
 
Chorus 1
C#m                 F#m          D 
Goodbye, little songbird, I can leave 
C#m          F#m                    C#          D 
Goodbye, my love, is there anything else you need? 
 
A F#m D (x2) 
Ad lib 
 
Verse 2
               A             F#m               D 
What would it sound like if you were the songwriter 
         A           F#m       D 
And you did your living around me? 
            C#m        F#m            D 
Would you undress me repeatedly in public 
                  C#m       F#m           D 
To show how very noble and naked you can be? 
 
Chorus 2
C#m                 F#m                D 
Goodbye, little songbird, now you're free 
                      C#m         F#m 
Don't forget I'm the only fan of yours 
                      C#            D 
Who has the sense to ever leave you be 
               C#         D 
How could you do this to me? 
 
A F#m C#m (x2) 
Ad lib 
 
Outro
               A             F#m                 D 
What would it sound like if you were the songwriter 
           A            F#m             D 
And loving me was your unsung masterpiece?