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BROKEN HEARTED - words and music by Eric Clapton
As performed acoustically on "Music for Monserrat."
Transcribed by Steve Proctor, slowhand@salisbury.net.

On the video, Clapton uses a particular kind of strumming to give a percussive effect.
He flicks his wrist striking the strings with the side of his finsgernails.

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                    When  the wind     blows  down this hard

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                          Many a bond  is      broken.

(REPEAT FIRST PATTERN)
See the water lie on the ground
From where the heavens opened.

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     Lord, how will you            get through this night

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            With your dreams  de par ted?


(REPEAT FIRST PATTERN)
And who alone will comfort you?
Only the brokenhearted.

So you've gone beyond your means
Where every wound is opened.
Your best laid plans are out of reach
And all your fears unspoken.

Lord, how will you get through this night
With your dreams departed?
And who alone will comfort you?
Only the brokenhearted.

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          Sweet revenge   is spoken then, 

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      in the twilight it is gone.

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      To live in lies       with no escape,

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Lord I would rather be alone.


I press my fingers to the wood
To tell you of my dreaming.
To sing you songs from olden time
to keep the lovelight gleaming.

'Cause there's a place where we can go
Where we will not be parted.
And who alone will enter there?
Only the brokenhearted.

Only the broken, brokenhearted.
Only the broken, brokenhearted.
Only the broken, brokenhearted.
Only the broken, brokenhearted.
Only the broken, brokenhearted.