Lou Reed said
Three chords is Jazz
It was a perfect day
When I heard him say that (I play jazz)

Well my fingers make shapes
And the strings make a sound
And my heart skips a beat
Or The Other Way Round

The other way round
The other way round
I’m up a creek without a paddle
Or the other way round

A fella called Hank sang
Three chords and the truth
It was a perfect day
When I heard him sing that (Here’s the truth)

My fingers make shapes
And the strings make a sound
And my heart skips a beat
Or the other way round

The other way round
The other way round
I’m up a creek without a paddle
Or the other way round

The other way round
The other way round
I’m up a creek without a paddle
Or the other way round (To the bridge)

A theory of everything
Everybody’s got one
But I haven’t got one
So here’s a song instead

George Harrison said
My guitar gently weeps
It was a perfect day
When I heard him say that (Cry baby cry)

My fingers make shapes
And the strings make a sound
And my heart skips a beat
Or the other way round

The other way round
The other way round
I’m up a creek without a paddle
Or the other way round

The other way round
The other way round
I’m up a creek without a paddle
A paddle without a creek
I’m a fight without a battle
And my heart skips a beat
My heart skips a beat
My heart skips a beat

Or the other way round