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FOLLOWS HIS BLISS
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New York, NY  May 2002.
Words & music by Luke Melia.
Dedication: Anthony Hecht, on his birthday. 


[Verse 1]

He's a [C]Renaissance Man

With a [F]Bohemian swirl

A [C]Beatnik-y writer

In a [F]digital [G7]world


[Verse 2]

The [C]man's a philospher

A [F]modern-day Aristotle

[C]Prone to deep thoughts

over a [F]joint or a [G7]bottle


[CHORUS]

He [Bb]can't say where he's going

But [F]I'll tell you this

He's gonna [F]go there smiling

He [C]follows his bliss

He's gonna [C]go there smiling

He [C7]follows his bliss

[/CHORUS]


[Verse 3]

The [C]man's like a Chinese peasant

[F]Loves the simple joys

Like the [C]web server and the game cube

the [F]camera, all his [G7]toys


[Verse 4]

The [C]man's like a rock star

[F]Hard to say which

Maybe [C]John or Paul, or Dylan 

Or one of those [F]fellas in [G7]Phish


[Extended Chorus]

He [Bb]can't say where he's going

But [Asus2]I'll tell you this

He's gonna [Asus2]go there smiling

He [C]follows his bliss


Like [Em]north to a compass

Like a [E7]young man in love

Like [Em]music to your ears

Like the [E7]birds up above


Like a [Bb]story needs telling

Let [Asus2]me tell you this

Ain't [Asus2]nothing can stop him

He [C]follows his bliss

Ain't [Am]nothing can stop him

He [C7]follows his bliss


[/Extended Chorus]


[Verse 5]

The [C]man's like Albert Einstein

He's a-[F]surfin' on light

[C]Tinkering with destiny

late [F]into the [G7]night


[Verse 6]

The [C]man's like Karch Kiraly

What? You don't [F]know what that's like?

He's in the [C]volleyball hall of fame

He's got a [F]wicked-ass [G7]spike


[REPEAT CHORUS]



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CHORDS:

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      A  x02220
     Fm  133111
     Bb  x13331
     Am  x02210
     C7  x32310
     Em  022000
     E7  020100