Before you go on and read this revision, I want to say thanks to Melissa who pointed out that what I was saying made no sense at all... Yeah, I feel kinda stupid. Oh well. This should fix many of the problems! (Greg, thanks in advance for posting this and allowing me to kinda save face!) Just About Right As recorded by Blackhawk Progression 1-first 4 lines of every verse (2 beats each): My old friend lives up in the mountains He flew up there to paint the world He says even though interpretation's what I count on This little picture to me seems blurred Hard lines and the shadows come easy I see it all just as clear as a bell I just can?t seem to set my easel to please me I paint my heaven but it looks like hell Your blues might be grey, your less might be more Repeat Your window to the world might be your own front door Your shiniest day might come in the middle of the night That's just about right He says that I ain't coming down till my picture is perfect And all the wonders gone from my eye Down through my hands and on to the canvas Still like my vision but still a surprise Real life, he says, is the hardest impression It's always moving so I let it come through That my friend you see is the glory of true independence Just to do what you do what you do what you do CHORUS Progression 1 My old friend came down from the mountain Progression 1 Without even looking he found a little truth You can go through life with the greatest intentions But you do what you do what you just gotta do CHORUS Transcribed (twice now) by Chuck Smith [email protected]