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Little Palaces
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I'll Wear It Proudly
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American Without Tears
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Poisoned Rose
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The Big Light
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Jack Of All Parades
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Suit Of Lights
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Sleep Of The Just
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The People's Limousine
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They'll Never Take Her Love From Me
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Suffering Face
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Shoes Without Heels
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King Of Confidence
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It Tears Me Up
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The Only Daddy That'll Walk The Line
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Your Mind Is On Vacation/Your Funeral And My Trial
Brilliant Mistake
tabbed by Mark Schnitzius and
David Valentine
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G F G F G F G F
G D
He thought he was the King of America
C G D
Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine
G D
Now I try hard not to become hysterical
C G D
But I'm not sure if I am laughing or crying
C
I wish that I could push a button
F C
And talk in the past and not the present tense
And watch this hurtin' feeling disappear
F C Em
Like it was common sense
G F G F
It was a fine idea at the time
G Em C D G C
Now it's a brilliant mistake
G, C, G, C, Em, Am, G, C
She said that she was working for the ABC News
It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
Her perfume was unspeakable
It lingered in the air
Like her artificial laughter
Her mementos of affairs
"Oh" I said "I see you know him"
"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
And she showed me his calling card
He came third or fourth and there were more than one or two
He was a fine idea at the time
Now he's a brilliant mistake
He thought he was the King of America
But it was just a boulevard of broken dreams
A trick they do with mirrors and with chemicals
The words of love in whispers
And the axe of love in screams
I wish that I could push a button
And talk in the past and not the present tense
And watch this lovin' feeling disappear
Like it was common sense
I was a fine idea at the time
Now I'm a brilliant mistake
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Brillian Mistake by The Costello Show (Elvis Costello)
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
G F G F G F G F
G D
He thought he was the King of America
C G D
Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine
G D
Now I try hard not to become hysterical
C G D
But I'm not sure if I'm laughing or crying
C
I wish that I could push a button
C F C
And talk in the past and not the present tense
C
And watch this hurtin' feeling disappear
F Em
Like it was common sense
G F G F
It was a fine idea at the time
G Em F C G C Em Am G C
Now it's a brilliant mistake
G D
She said that she was working for the ABC News
C G D
It was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to use
G D
Her perfume was unspeakable it lingered in the air
C G D
Like her artificial laughter her mementos of affairs
C
"Oh" I said "I see you know him"
F C
"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
C
And she showed me his calling card
C F Em
He came third an fourth and there were more than one or two
G F G F
He was a fine idea at the time
G Em F C G C Em Am G C
Now it's a brilliant mistake
G D
He thought he was the King of America
C G D
But it was just a boulevard of broken dreams
G D
A trick they do with mirrors and with chemicals
C G D
The words of love in whispers and the axe of love in screams
C
I wish that I could push a button
C F C
And talk in the past and not the present tense
C
And watch this hurtin' feeling disappear
F Em
Like it was common sense
G F G F
It was a fine idea at the time
G Em F C G C Em Am G C
Now it's a brilliant mistake
G F G F
It was a fine idea at the time
G Em F C G C Em Am G C G
Now it's a brilliant mistake
Lovable
tabbed by phillip@phoenix.princeton.edu
(chorus)
A A D A
It's going round the town
A A D A
It's going round the town
A E
It's going round the town
E A D A
You're so lovable
D A
My baby gave me notice to quit
E A
I just can't get used to it
D A
She broke my little heart in two
E B
Now somebody else is being the same old you
(chorus
D A
My baby has Egyptian eyes
E A
And a wicked look beyond compare
D A
If you thought I was a fool for you
E B
Then I must be a bigger fool for her
(chorus)
He'd turn the flowers of springtime into a wreath
He says he'd love you eternally
I say please please can't you keep it brief
A D
They say they're going to bury you
E A
Because you're so lovable
A D
Put your money where your mouth was
E A
You're so lovable
A D
Each tender mumble brings us closer to bedlam
E A
You're so lovable
A D
The toast of the town and the talk of the bedroom
(modulation)
You're so lovable
You're so sweet
You're so honest
You say `I'll be true to you boy'
But I won't promise
Then you say you love me
Then you show me
As you lie there so lifelike below me
(chorus)
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Lovable-
Elvis Costello
King of America
Submitted by Eric Dongu
See notes below for important chord info.
Intro
A A D D A (repeat)
Chorus - Section 1
A A D D A
It's goin' around town
A A D D A
It's goin' around town
E E D A E(open)
It's goin' around town
A A D D A
You're so Lovable!
REPEAT CHORUS - SECTION 1
Verse - Section 2
D A
My baby gave me notice to quit.
E(open) A
I just can't get used to it
D A
She broke my little heart in two
B E break
Now somebody else is being the same ol' you
REPEAT CHORUS - SECTION 1
Verse - Section 3
D A
My long baby's got E-gyptian eyes
E(open) A
And a wicked look beyond com-pare
D A
If you thought I was a fool for you
B E break
Well, I'm just bein' a bigger fool for he-er
REPEAT CHORUS - SECTION 1
Verse - Section 4
D A
He'll turn the flowers of Springtime
E(open) A
Into a Wreath
D A
He says he'll love you eternally
B E F# / / / | / / / /|
I say, "Please, please can we keep it brief?"
Verse Variation - Section 5
B B/F# E
They say they're gonna bury you because
F# F#/C# B
You're so Lovable
B E
Put your money where your mouth was
F# F#/C# B
You're so Lovable
B B/F# E
Each tender mumble brings us closer to bedlam
F# F#/C# B
You're so Lovable
B B/F# E
The toast of the town and the talk of the bedroom
F#
You're so . . .
Chorus Variation - Section 6
G(open) C C F F C
You're so Lovable
C C F F C
You're so Lovable
G G F C G(open)
You're so Lovabuuuuuuuulllllll!
C C F F C
You're so Lovable
Verse Variation- Section 7
F
You're so sweet!
C
You're so honest, you say
G(open) C
"I'll be true to you, boy, but I won't promise."
F
Then you say you love me
C
Then you show me
D(open) G(open) A(open)
As you're lyin' there so life-like be-low me
Chorus Variation - Section 8
D(open)
It's goin' around the town
D(open)
It's goin' around the town
A A G D A
It's goin' . . .
Chorus Variation - Section 9
USE ALL OPEN CHORDS HERE!
D D G G D
You're so Lovable!
D D G G D
You're so Lovable!
D D G G D
You're so Lovable!
D D D G G
D D D G G
D D D G G A D
END-
Notes: In this week's episode, "Key-Change to the City", the
Declanator declares war on monotonous rock-n-roll songs that never
stray from the key in which they begin. And, as you can tell by his
gentlemanly demeanor and the look in his partially dislocated,
metal, TV eyeball, he intends to eat the women and children first!
This seemingly simple rocker is a lesson in key modulation. The
ascending key changes from the key of A to B to C and on to D
build such tension that by the final scream in the last chorus,
the house is really rockin' and the windows are rattlin'! (And I
ain't talkin' 'bout no panty-waist 3.11 or Windows '95 either!)
Listen to the record for the rhythm of your strumming.
Section 1 -
Nothing tricky here.
Use these chords:
A - 577655
D - x5777x
E - x7999x
E open - 022100
Section 2 -
I usually begin each chord change with a bass note that is the
root of the given chord. For example, when I come to the first D
chord, I first pick a single note D, then go on strummin' the D
chord. Watch the break after the E.
Use the following chord along with A, D, and E from Section 1:
B - 799877
Section 3 -
Second verse, same as the first. Same chords and break.
Section 4 -
That's two measures of F# beginning on "...brief". (Check the
record.)
Chords:
F# - x9(11)(11)(11)x
(11) means the eleventh fret
Section 5 -
Now things are starting to get interesting. We're in B now! Again,
begin each chord change with a bass note. Keep the rhythm similar to a
country/hilbilly pattern of bass note, chord, bass note, chord, etc.
Same chords, plus these:
B/F# - x99877
F#/C# - 9x(11)(11)(11)x
Section 6 -
Time to return home for a moment only to find that the Declanation
Station has been redecorated! We're using the same chord structure we
used in Section 1, only now we're in the key of C! At the end, rather
than continue up the neck to the G chord, instead, move from the
barre chord F# in Section 5 to an open G. This makes playing and
singing feel better and helps set up the chord changes yet to come.
****Special added embellishment**************
If you want to get fancy, add a walking bass line on the 4th and
5th strings after the last C chord that takes you to the F in Section
7. Listen to the record for clues on this one. It adds a nice
touch to a high point in the energy level of the song. Here it is:
1-------------
2-------------
3-------------
4-----0-1-2---
5---3---------
6-------------
Chords:
C - x32010
F _ 133211
G - 355433
G(open) - 3x0003
Section 7 -
Voila! Back to the verse structure, now in the key of C.
More chords:
D(open) - xx0232
A(open) - x02220
Section 8 -
We should be rockin' real good now. There are special chords for the
fill after the last "It's goin' . . .". Only use these chords here.
Fill chords:
A - xx765x
G - xx543x
D - xx423x
A(open) - x02220 You already know this one.
Section 9 -
Toss me a beer and get ready to scream, boys, cause we're goin'
home, this time in D! Use all open chords here. You should already
have the chords down.
Our Little Angel
tabbed by Mark Schnitzius (schnitzi@east.isx.com)
Chords you will need:
Am Am/B C C/D F F1? D Bm D7 Em
--0----0----0---0---1---0---2---2---2---0--
--1----1----1---1---1---0---3---3---1---0--
--2----2----0---0---2---2---2---4---2---0--
--2----2----2---0---3---3---0---4---0---2--
--0----2----3---3---------------2-------2--
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^I use my thumb for this one
[Intro:]
Am Am/B C C/D F F1 [two times]
Am Am/B C F F1
This is the place where I made my best mistakes
Am Am/B C D
This is the place even angels don't understand
Am Am/B C F
I've seen the disappointment in her face
D Bm C D
And the collection of engagement rings on her right hand
Am Am/B C F F1
She sits alone apart from the crowd
Am Am/B C D
In a white dress she wears like a question mark
Am Am/B C
Friends speak of her fondly
F
Enemies just think out loud
D Bm
You think you're man enough to please her
C D
And you're fool enough to start
G C G
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
D C D
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
Now the cabaret is frozen and the laughter comes in cans
And the lonely hearts club clientele don't know what to do
with their hands
You think that you'll be sweet to her but everybody knows
That you're the marshmallow valentine that got stuck on her clothes
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
F
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
[Chords through solo:]
D D G D A A G C A
So you mix your drinks and words
You make bad jokes you make bad time
The floors are there to walk over
The walls are there to climb
You swear you'll never go back again once you're inside
You're never the bridegroom she's always the bride
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change
G C G
You'll come in a sweetheart and you'll go out a stranger
D
Well you try to love her but she's so contrary
Like a chainsaw running through a dictionary
C D G
So get your mind off the sweet behind of our little angel
G
You're not going to do a thing
You're not going to do a thing
Em D G
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Our Little Angel by Elvis Costello
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
Am Am6
This is the place
C F Fmaj7
Where I made my best mistakes
Am Am6
This is the place
C D
Even angels don't understand
Am Am6 C
I've seen the disappointment
F Fmaj7
In her face
D Bm
And the collection of engagement rings
C D
On her right hand
Am Am6 C
She sits alone apart
F Fmaj7
>From the crowd
Am Am6
In a white dress
C D
She wears like a question mark
Am Am6 C
Friends speak of her fondly
F Fmaj7
Enemies just think out loud
D Bm
You think you're man enough to please her
C D
And you're fool enough to start
G C G
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
D
There's nothing you're thinking tonight
C D
That tomorrow won't change
Am Am6
Now the cabaret is frozen
C F Fmaj7
And the laughter comes in cans
Am Am6 C
And the lonely heart's club clientele
D
Don't know what to do with their hands
Am Am6 C
You think that you'll be sweet to her
F Fmaj7
But everybody knows
D Bm
That you're the marshmellow valentine
C D
That got stuck on her clothes
G C G
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
D
There's nothing you're thinking tonight
C F
That tomorrow won't change
Am Am6 C
So you mix your drinks and words
F Fmaj7
You make bad jokes you make bad time
Am Am6 C
The floors are there to walk over
D
The walls are there to climb
An Am6 C
You swear you'll never go back again
F Fmaj7
Once you're inside
D Bm
You're never the bridegroom
C D
She's always the bride
G C G
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
D
There's nothing you're thinking tonight
C D
That tomorrow won't change
G C
You'll come in a sweetheart and you'll go out a stranger
D
Well you try to lover her but she's so contrary
D7
Like a chainsaw running through a dictionary
C D
So get your mind off the sweet behind of our little angel
G
You're not going to do a thing
G
You're not going to do a thing
G
You're not going to do a thing
Em D G
You're not going to do a thing to our little angel
Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Ofir
ofirz1@ccsg.tau.ac.il
General description:
Intro: Bm | Em
Verse 1: Bm | A | G | F#7
Bm | A | G | F#7
Chorus: D | Bm | Em { the Em bar is actually 6 quarters, though this
is a four quarters song }
Verse 2: G A | G A | G A | D Bm { the G is played on 3 eighths, the A on
G A | G A | G A | F#7 5 eighths }
Bm: 7-9-9-7-7-7
Em: x-7-9-9-8-7
A: 5-7-7-6-5-5
G: 3-5-5-4-3-3
F#7: 2-4-2-3-5-2
D: x-5-7-7-7-5
[Intro]
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Baby can you understand me now
Sometimes I feel a little mad
Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be mad
[Chorus]
I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
Oh Lord please don't let me be misunderstood
[Intro]
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Baby sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
When other times it seems that all I have to do is worry
And then I know you're bound to see my other side
[Chorus]
[Intro]
[Verse 2]
If I get edgy I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems and I get my share
But that is one thing that I would never do 'cause I love you
[Verse 1]
Oh don't you know I'm human
I got my faults just like anyone
Sometimes I lie awake long regreting
Some foolish thing, some sinful thing I've done
[Chorus]
[Intro]
[Chorus]
[Intro]
[Chorus]
[Intro]
repeat (and fade...)
Glitter Gulch
phillip@princeton.edu
A D
Enter Madam X painted in a shocking pink spangled dress
E A
Her teeth are perfect but her mouth is loose
A D
Rubbing their hands together she persuades them that it's better to
confess
E A
Which unpleasant fate they'd like to choose
(chorus)
D
Every step might be your last
D G
Money signs are in your eyes sucker
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---------------------------------0--2--3--4------0--2--3--4-------
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D
You've been taken in this time
D G
You might just get out alive if you're lucky
D
All the vultures tuning in to Glitter Gulch
E
Are looking in on you
A
And they're hungry
He stood five feet tall in his elevator shoes and stovepipe hat
He was known by several different names
Prompted by Madam X he answered all their questions
And then after that he said I'm sick and tired of stupid games
(chorus)
G
We've got prizes if you can afford
D
Some small humiliation before you get your reward
G
And I'd rather be an outlaw than an inlaw to you
A(7)
And to live my life in miserable poverty
A7
Than to have to grovel to have some dream home hovel
G A
So watch me while I get away with prime time robbery
(chorus)
As he enters Madam X he things of red raged faces and the sweet
greenbacks
He climbed upon his honey and he covered her with money
As they do their victory dance
He thinks I hope they choke upon their laughter tracks
They can all go straight to hell while we howl down the whole hotel
Indoor Fireworks
tabbed by rick@maya.demon.co.uk (Rich Tebb).
modified by schnitzi@east.isx.com (Mark Schnitzius)
Says Rich:
Hint: if you've got a friend to play along with, try putting
a capo on the 4th fret and playing the equivalent progression
in C, I think this is what the other guitar is doing on the
record.
Chords:
E A D G B e
E7: 0 2 0 1 3 0
Esus: 0 2 2 2 0 0
B7: 0 2 1 2 0 2
C#m: 4 4 6 6 5 4
F#m: 2 4 4 2 2 2
E
We play these parlour games
We play at make believe
E7 A
When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave
A/G# A/F# A/E B7 E
Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try
A A/G# A/F# A/E
We go straight past pretending
B7 C#m
To the part where everybody loves to cry
C#m // B7
Chorus
E Esus E
Indoor fireworks
Can still burn your fingers
B7
Indoor fireworks
E
We swore we were safe as houses
They're not so spectacular
E7 A
They don't burn up in the sky
A A/G# A/F# A/E B7
But they can daz - zle or delight
F#m B7
Or bring a tear
E
When the smoke gets in your eyes
You were the spice of life
The gin in my vermouth
And though the sparks would fly
I thought our love was fireproof
Sometimes we'd fight in public darling
With very little cause
But different kinds of sparks would fly
When we got on our own behind closed doors
Chorus
It's time to tell the truth
These things have to be faced
My fuse is burning out
And all that powder's gone to waste
Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through
I'll build a bonfire of my dreams
And burn a broken effigy of me and you
Chorus
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Indoor Fireworks by The Costello Show (Elvis Costello)
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
E
We play these parlour games
We play at make believe
E7 A
When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave
A B E
Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try
A
We go straight past pretending
B C#m
To the part where everybody loves to cry
E
Indoor fireworks
Can still burn your fingers
B
Indoor fireworks
E
We swore we were as safe as houses
They're not so spectecular
E7 A
They don't burn up in the sky
B
By they can dazzle and delight
F#m B
Or bring a tear
B E
When the smoke gets in your eyes
E
You were the spice of life
The gin in my vermouth
And though the sparks would fly
E7 A
I thought our love was fireproof
A
Sometimes we'd fight in public darling
B E
With very little cause
A
But different kinds of sparks would fly
B C#m
When we got on our own behind closed doors
E
Indoor fireworks
Can still burn your fingers
B
Indoor fireworks
E
We swore we were as safe as houses
They're not so spectecular
E7 A
They don't burn up in the sky
B
By they can dazzle and delight
F#m B
Or bring a tear
B E
When the smoke gets in your eyes
E
It's time to tell the truth
These things have to be faced
My fuse is burning out
E7 A
And all the powder's gone to waste
A B E
Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through
A
I'll bulid a bonfire of my dreams
B C#m
And burn a broken effigy of me and you
E
Indoor fireworks
Can still burn your fingers
B
Indoor fireworks
E
We swore we were as safe as houses
They're not so spectecular
E7 A
They don't burn up in the sky
B
By they can dazzle and delight
F#m B
Or bring a tear
B E
When the smoke gets in your eyes
Little Palaces
tabbed by Aaron Yarlas (yarlas@psych.ucla.edu)
Attn: The lyrics are genuine, but the chords are strictly my own;=
the basic sound, however, is the same.
Introduction: Em D G (3 1 4)
C D G (3 1 4)
C D G (3 1 4)
D G D Em (2 1 1 strum)
Em D G C D G C =
D G=20
In Chocolate Town all the trains are painted brown, and the silver=
paper of the wrapper.
Em D G C D G
There's a dapper little man, and he wears a wax mustache
C D G C D G
That he twists with nicotine fingers as he drops his cigarette ash.=
=20
D G
And someone comes and sweeps it up, and then he doffs his cap
D G
And there's a rat in someone's bedroom, and they're shutting someone's=
trap.
Em D
And they'll soon be pulling down the little palaces.
Em D G C D G=20
And the doors swing back and forward, from the past into the present
C D G C D G
And the bedside crucifixion turns from wood to phosphorescent.
D G
And they're moving problem families from the South up to the North,
D G
Mother's crying over some soft soap opera divorce,
C F D
And you say you didn't do it, but you know you did of course,
Em D=20
And they'll soon be pulling down the little palaces.
Em D G C D G=
=20
It's like shouting in a matchbox, filled with plasterboard and hope,
C D G C D G =20
Like a picture of Prince William in the arms of John the Pope.
Em D G C D G=20
There's a world of good intentions, and pity in their eyes,
=A0 C D G C D G
The sedated homes of England, are theirs to vandalize.
D G =20
So you knock the kids about a bit, because they've got your name,
D G=20
And you knock the kids about a bit, until they feel the same.
Em D
And they feel like knocking down the little palaces.
Instrumental: Em D G (3 1 4)
C D G (3 1 4)
C D G (3 1 4)
D G D (4 2 2)
Em D G (3 1 4)
C D G (3 1 4
C D G (3 1 4)
D G D Em (2 1 1 strum)
=20
Em D G C D G
You're the twinkle in your daddy's eye, a name you spray and scribble,
C D G C D=
G=20
You made the girls all turn their heads, and in turn they made you=
miserable.
Em D G C D G =20
To be the heir apparent, to the kingdom of the invisible.
D G
So you knock the kids about a bit, because they've got your name,
D G=20
And you knock the kids about a bit, until they feel the same.
Em D
And they feel like knocking down
C G
yeah they feel like knocking down,
Em D
Oh they feel like knocking down the little palaces.
Repeat instrumental twice
I'll Wear It Proudly
tabbed by Melinda Hale
If anyone has more elaborate chords than this, go ahead and fix
them. I usually just play these and make up for it with soulful
strumming and a pain-filled vocal (emotion, smarty-pants, not
the quality of my singing...)
D A
I hate this flaming curtains they're not the color of your hair
A7 D
I hate these striplights they're not so undoing as your stare
D D7 G
I hate the buttons on your shirt when all I wanna do is tear
G A
I hate this bloody big bed of mine when you're not here
[chorus]:
D G
Well I finally found someone to turn me upside down
D A
And nail my feet up where my head should be
D G
If they had a King of Fools then I could wear that crown
D A G ?
And you can all die laughing because I'll wear it proudly
Well you seem to be shivering dear and the room is awfully warm
In the white and scarlet billows that subside beyond the storm
You have this expression dear no words could take its place
And I wear it like a badge that you put all over my face
[chorus]
A G D
I'll wear it proudly through the dives and the dancehalls
A G D
If you'll wear it proudly through the snakepits and catcalls
A G D
Like a fifteen year old kid wears a vampire kiss
G
If you don't know what is wrong with me
A
Then you don't know you've missed
We are arms and legs wrapped round more than my memory tonight
When the bell rang out and the air turned blue from fright
But in shameless moments you made more of me than just a mess
And a handful of eagerness says "What do you suggest?"
[chorus]
American Without Tears
tabbed by Melinda Hale
I was gonna be all snazzy and type in the "other" lyrics, rather than
the ones in the CD booklet, but then I decided that if I waited until
I got around to *that*, it would never happen, so maybe later...
I'm doing this at work, so I don't have my guitar here to check it
(wouldn't that be a nice stress-alleviater? guitars at work!) but
this is how I have it written in my cd booklet.
By all means, correct and improve at will!
--Melinda
G C G
Outside in New Orleans the heat was almost frightening
G A D
But my hotel room as usual was freezing and unkind
G C G
On TV they prosecute anyone who's exciting
G D G
So I put on my overcoat and went down to find
G C G
In Revlon and Crimpelene they captured my heart
G A D
To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess
G C G
She was singing that "It's Too Late", I agreed with that part
G D G
For two English girls who had changed their address
[chorus:]
C G
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years
Em C G
Now I don't speak any English, just American without tears
C G
Just American without tears
One had been a beauty queen and the other was her friend
They had known rogues and rascals and showbiz impresarios
While the boys were licking Hitler they had something to defend
>From men armed with chewing gum and fine nylon hose
By a bicycle factory as they sounded the siren
And returned into the dancehall she knew he was the one
Though he wasn't tall or handsome she laughed when he told her
"I'm the Sheriff of Nottingham and this is Little John"
[chorus]
A D A
At a dock in Southampton full of tearful goodbyes
A B E
Newsreel commentators said "Cheerio, G.I. brides"
A D A
Soon they'll be finding the cold facts and lies
A E A
New words for suspenders and young girls backsides
A D A
Now I'm in America and running from you
A B E
Like my grandfather before me walked the streets of New York
A D A
And I think of all the women I pretend mean more than you
A E A
When I open my mouth and I can't seem to talk
D A
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years
Fm [barre it] D A
Now I don't speak any English just American without tears
D A
Just American without tears
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
G C G
Outside in New Orleans the heat was almost frightening
G A7 D
But my hotel room as usual was freezing and unkind
G C G
On TV they prosecute everyone who's exciting
G D G
So I put on my overcoat and went down to find
G C G
In Revlon and Crimpelene they captured my heart
G A7 D
To the strain of a piano and a cocktail murderess
G C G
She was singing that "It's Too late" I agreed with that part
G D G
For two english girls who had changed their adress
C G
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years
Em
Now we don't speak any English
C G
Just American without tears
C G
Just American without tears
G C G
One hat been a beauty queen and the other was her friend
G A7 D
They had know rogues and rascals and showbiz impresarios
G C G
While the boys were licking Hitler they had something to defend
G D G
>From men armed with chewing gum and fine nylon hose
G C G
By a bicycle factory as they sounded the siren
G A7 D
And returned into the dancehall she knew he was the one
G C G
Though he wasn't tall or handsome she laughed when he told her
G D G
"I'm the Sheriff of Nottingham and this is Little John"
C G
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years
Em
Now we don't speak any English
C G
Just American without tears
C G
Just American without tears
A D A
At a dock in Southampton full of tearful goodbyes
A B7 E
Newsreel commentators said "Cheerio G.I. brides"
A D A
Soon they'll be finding the cold facts and lies
A E A
New words from suspenders and young girls backsides
A D A
Now I'm in America and running from you
A B7 E
Like my grandfather before me walked the streets of New York
A A7 D A
And I think of all the women I pretended mean more than you
A E A
When I opened my mouth and I can't seem to talk
D A
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years
F#m
Now we don't speak any English
D A
Just American without tears
D A
Just American without tears
D A
Now it seems we've been crying for years and for years
F#m
Now we don't speak any English
D A
Just American without tears
D A
Just American without tears
Poisoned Rose
tabbed by Spencerob@aol.com
Here are the chords to "The Poisoned Rose." I have never laid out chords in
this format before, so I did my best to put the changes where they occur in
the text, even though it looks a bit awkward. Any confusion will I am sure
be cleared up by listening to the recording.
(N.C.) Eb Ab
The poisoned rose
Eb Ab
That you gave to me
Eb C
It left me half alive
F Bb B9 Bb Eb
And half in ecstasy
Eb7
But if half of your love
Ab7 Adim7
Is all I can win
Eb C7
Give me just a fraction
F7 Bb Eb Ab7 Eb
But no more medicine
Bb Bb+ Eb Ab
The poisoned rose
Eb Ab
On a Valentine card
Eb C
That you take straight to the heart
F Bb B9 Bb Eb
That you call my junkyard
Eb7
But if all I can do
Ab7 F7
is save pieces of you
Eb
The piece of your mind
Eb7 Ab7
The piece of your heart
Adim7
Didn't tear me apart
F7
Like the poisoned rose
Gm7 Bb7 Ab
I received from you
Db9+11
I don't know
Eb
How we came to grow
Bb Eb F7
Into this very sad affair
Everytime we do the decent thing
B9 Bb9
Somebody spikes the drink
And a single becomes a pair
(N.C.) Eb Bb7
The poisoned rose
Eb7 Ab7
That you wear at your best
Eb C7
That I keep pressed between the white sheets
F7 Bb B9 Bb Eb
Where you lie half undressed
I threw away my shirt and shoes
Eb7 Ab7
You looked and I dived in
F7
It's just you and me now
Eb
'Cause I threw away the gin
I threw away your alibis
Eb7 Ab7
And all your worn-out clothes
I threw myself upon the floor
Adim7
But I couldn't throw away
Eb Ab
This poisoned rose
Eb Ab
This poisoned rose
(N.C.) Eb
This poisoned rose
The Big Light
Jack Of All Parades
tabbed by Mark Schnitzius (schnitzi@east.isx.com)
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A Dm A
When we first met I didn't know what to do
Dm A
My old love lines were all worn out on you
D D/C# Bm
And the world walked round at my mouth
A E A
They lit me up and they snuffed me out
Chorus
A E A
And I was everybody's boy
D D/C# Bm
But soon that thrill just fades
D E A E F#m
To be the love of one true heart
D E A
Or the Jack of all parades
[Do opening riff here]
A
You won't know who to thank
Dm A
You won't know who to blame
Dm A
It's just a part of the Murdering Game
'Cos down in the fleshpots
Dm A
Where they pay you in pounds
They're laughing like drains
Dm A
And baying like bloodhounds
D D/C# Bm
For the Jack of all parades
D E A A7
The Jack of all parades
D
Once I knew a girl
Dm
That looked so much like Judy Garland
A
That people would stop and give her money
D Dm
And everybody was Frankie, Jimmy or Bobby
A E
Not the Jack, the Jack of all Parades,
A D E
Oh the Jack, the Jack of all Parades,
A E A
Oh the Jack, of all Parades.
[Intro riff again]
A Dm A
Now the way that I feel is no longer news
Dm A
You know my love and how to refuse it
Cause you know where the door is
D A
And how to use it
D D/C# Bm
Oh you know you do
A
But from my chequered past
Dm A
To this shattered terrace
Where you can't keep your mind off
Dm A
the Crimes of Paris
And you can't keep your peace
Dm A
And try to forget it
And I can't forgive you
Dm A
For things you haven't done yet
A E A
Oh I was anybody's boy
D D/C# Bm
But soon that thrill just fades
D E A E F#m
To be the love of one true heart
D E A
Or the Jack of all parades
A [tacet]
When we first met I didn't know what to do
A [tacet]
My old love lines were all worn out on you
D D/C# Bm
And the world walked 'round my mouth
A
I didn't mean to say it
E A
I just blurted it out
D D/C#
As you pretended not to notice
Bm
Or be taken aback
E A
And I loved you there and then
E A
It's as simple as that
A E A
Oh I was everybody's boy
D D/C# Bm
But soon that thrill just fades
D E A E F#m
To be the love of one true heart
D E A
Or the Jack of all parades
A E A E F#m
To be the love of one true heart
D E A
Or the Jack of all parades
D E A
Oh the Jack of all parades
Suit Of Lights
tabbed by "Jason C. Langley"
Here are the chords for "Suit of Lights", comments an suggestions are
welcome.
The chords are written over the bass lines to make the arrangement more
interesting, especially if you are playing alone.
The tricky chords look something like this:
Chord EADGBe
G/B X2000X
F/A X03210
C/G 3X2010
C/E 032010
C/Bb X12010
F/Eb XX1211
C G/B F/A C/G
While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"
F C/E Dm E
You request some song you hate you sentimental fool
Em Am
And it's the force of habit
Em
If it moves then you fuck it
Am
If it doesn't move you stab it
C G/B F/A C/G
And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"
F C/E Dm E7
He went out to work that night and wasted his breath
Em Am
Outside there was a public execution
Em Am
Inside he died a thousand deaths
C G/B F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G/B F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G/B C/Bb F/A
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C/G G C G/B F/A C/G F C/E Dm C
And they put him in a suit of lights
C G/B F/A C/G
In the perforated first editions
F C/E Dm E
Where they advocate the hangman's noose
Em Am
Then tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess
Em Am
Her uncouth escort looking down her dress
C G/B F/A C/G
Anyway they say that she wears the trousers
F C/E Dm
And learnt everything that she does
E7 C G/B C/Bb F C/E
And doesn't know if she should tell him yes
F/Eb Gsus Gsus G
Or let him go
C G/B F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G/B F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G/B C/Bb F/A
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C/G G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
G F C/E G/D C G G
Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash or a diamond collar
G F C/E G/D C
It's enough to make you think right now
F F
But you don't bother
C G/B F/A C/G
For goodness sake as you cry and shake
F C/E Dm E7
Let's keep you face down in the dirt where you belong
C G/B C/Bb F C/E F/Eb Gsus4
And think of all the pleasure that it brings
Gsus4 G
Though you know that it's wrong
G F C/E
And there's still life in your body
G/D C G G
But most of it's leaving
G F C/E G/D C
Can't you give us all a break
F F
Can't you stop breathing
C G/B F/A C/G
And I thought I heard "The Working Man's Blues"
F C/E Dm E
I went to work last night and wasted my breath
Em Am
Outside they're painting tar on somebody
Em Am Gsus4 G
It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be
C G/B F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G/B F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G/B C/Bb F/A
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C/G G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
repeat ...
C/G G C G/B F/A C/G F C/E Dm C
And they put him in a suit of lights
C G/B F/A C/G F C/E Dm C
repeat ...
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Suit Of Lights by Elvis Costello
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
C G F/A C/G
While Nat King Cole sings "Welcome To My World"
F C/E Dm Em
You request some song you hate you sentimental fool
Em Am
And it's the force of habit
Em
If it moves then you fuck it
F
If it doesn't move then you stab it
C G F/A C/G
And I thought I heard the "Working Man's Blues"
F C/E Dm Em
He went out to work that night and wasted his breath
Em Am
Outside there was a public execution
Em F
Inside he died a thousand deaths
C G F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G C7 F/C
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
C G F/A C/G
In the perforated first edition
F C/E Dm Em
Where they advocate the hangman's noose
Em Am
The tell the sorry tale of the spent Princess
Em F
Her uncouth escort looking down her dress
C G F/A C/G
Anyway they say that she wears the trousers
F C/E Dm
And learnt everything that she does
Em C F
And doesn't know if she should tell him yes
C/E Gsus4 G
Or let him go
C G F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G C7 F/C
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
G C
Well it's a dog's life in a rope leash
G
Or a diamond collar
G C
It's enough to make you think right now
F
But you don't bother
C G F/A C/G
For goodness sake as you cry and shake
F C/E Dm Em
Let's keep your face down in the dirt where you belong
C F C/E
And think of all the pleasure that it brings
Gsus4 G
Though you know that it's wrong
G C
And there's still life in your body
G
But most of it's leaving
G C
Can't you give us all a break
F
Can't you stop breathing
C G F/A C/G
And I though I heard the "Woking Man's Blues"
F C/E Dm Em
I went to work last night and wasted my breath
Em Am
Outside they're painting tar on somebody
Em F Dm G Gsus4
It's the closest to a work of art that they will ever be
C G F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G F/A C/G
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G C7 F/C
And they pulled him out of the cold cold ground
C G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
C G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
C G C
And they put him in a suit of lights
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From: ALAN L SHULMAN <102527.2357@compuserve.com>
The 1st transcription for Suit of Lights was nearly
perfect; I just have one correction
C C/B C/Bb
and think of all the
F/A Am7 Adim G
pleasure that it brings
This progression is repeated again later in the song.
"and she should tell him yes I'll let him (go?)"
The original transcription was basically accurate except for the Adim
in place of the F7 chord. The fingering for Adim is as follows:
E x
A x
D 1
G 2
B 1
E 2
Sleep Of The Just
tabbed by Melinda Hale
with help from Mark Schnitzius
G Bm
The soldier asked my name and did I come here very often
Em C
Well I thought that he was asking me to dance
G Bm
In my holy coat and hat and him in his red bonnet
Em C
We'd have made a lovely couple but we never had the chance
[chorus:]
G C
And now you say that you've got to go
G C
Well if you must you must
G C D G C G D
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just
Well it was a powerful day and there were black crows in the road
And I kept my strong opinions to my chest
I suppose I should have told them that I was on fire for you
When the bus burst into flames outside some place, 'The Poet's Rest'
[Repeat chorus; come out like this:] G C G G7
C Bm
A girl woke up in a naked light and said
C G
He even looked like her brother in the army but she never mentions him
B7 Em
He'll be tucked up in his bed tonight with his dirty-pictures girl
C
Saying, 'You're some mother's daughter you know or is it
D D/C D/B D/A
immaterial girl?'
Now she's pinned up upon the barracks wall in her home town
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions
And as they speculate what she'd look like beneath that thin nightgown
His family pride was rising up as he cast his eyes down
[Last chorus: come out of it with Em then repeat verse chords
to fade]
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Sleep Of The Just by Elvis Costello
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
G
The soldier asked my name
Bm
And did I come here very often
Em C
Well I thought that he was asking me to dance
G
In my holy coat and hat
Bm
And him in his red bonnet
Em
We'd have made a lovely couple
Am
But we never had a chance
G C
And now you say that you've got to go
G C
Well if you must then you must
G C D G C G D
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just
G
Well it was a powerful day
Bm
And there were black crows in the road
Em C
And I kept my strong opinions to my chest
G
I suppose that I should have told them
Bm
That I was on fire for you
Em
When the bus burst into flames
Am
Outsime some place "The Poet's Rest"
G C
And now you say that you've got to go
G C
Well if you must then you must
G C D G C G G7
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just
C
A girl woke up in a naked life
Bm
And said "Oh no, not again!"
C
He even looked like her brother in the army
G
But she never mentions him
B
He'll be tucked up in his bed tonight
Em
With his dirty-pictures girl
C
Saying "You're some mothers daughter you know
D D/C D/B D/A
Or is it immaterial girl"
G
Now she's pinned up upon
Bm
The barracks walls in her home town
Em C
All the soldiers taking turns with their attentions
G
And as they speculate what she'd looked like
Bm
Beneath that thin nightgown
Em
His family pride was rising up
Am
As he casts his eyes down
G C
And now you say that you've got to go
G C
Well if you must then you must
G C D Em
I suppose that you need the sleep of the just
G Bm Em C
G Bm Em C G
The People's Limousine
Mike Hernandez, lpstd@aol.com
Guitar 1: acoustic, all open chords
Guitar 2: clean electric
Gtr 1:
| E | A | D A |
Gtr 2:
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|-----9-9---9-9---|-----5-5---5-5---|-7-------5-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----6-6---6-6---|-7-------6-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----7-7---7-7---|-7-------7-------|
|-----7-7---7-7---|-----------------|-5---------------|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
| E | :|
|-----------------|-----------------|
|-9---------------|----------------0|
|-9---------------|-----------------|
|-9---------------|-----------------|
|-7---------------|----------------0|
|-----------------|-----------------|
1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
| E | |
E D A E
It's a chilly Florentine evening, too many needing hats (two men in
evening/Eton hats)
D A E
Telling tales of the underground and fishing for rats
D A E
Policemen armed with uzis stand guard but they don't speak
A D A E A
Ain't seen no Michelangelo, he'll be here next week
E D A E
The girl in the shoes with crystal heels was chaperoned by her brother
D A E
They raise a glass of amber wine and take pictures of each other
D A E
Of the policemen and the fountains and the sickle and the hammer
A D A EA
And they hail away Uncle Romulus with his walking cane and camera
D G
She looked like someone's girlfriend, she looked like a dream
D G A G
She looked as unlikely as the people's limousine
Gtr 2
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|-2---3---|-5-------|-8---7---|/10------|
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|-2---4---|-5-------|-9---7---|/11------|
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1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
| E | A | D A |
|-----------------|-----5-5---5-5---|---------5-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----5-5---5-5---|-7-------5-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----6-6---6-6---|-7-------6-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----7-7---7-7---|-7-------7-------|
|-----7-7---7-7---|-----------------|-5---------------|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
| E | :|
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1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
E D A E
Come and sit by me, girl, for I'll breathe the breath out of you
D A E
Hush your mouth and cover your eyes or I'll tell your father of you
D A E
He paid to have you painted in the company of angels
A D A EA
Only to find you flirting here with Chico Marx in perverted angles
D G
She looked like someone's girlfriend, she looked like a dream
D G A G
She looked as unlikely as the people's limousine
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|-2---3---|-5-------|-8---7---|-10------|
|---------|---------|---------|---------|
|-2---4---|-5-------|-9---7---|-11------|
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1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
E D A E
The patron saint of television smiles down from the shelf
D A E
Romulus can criticize but he can't bless himself
D A E
He has a tin of pea-green paint and a big roll of black tape
A D A EA
To vandalize these obscenities and then make his escape
E D A E
She walked up to the nice policeman and asked him for a match
D A E
He saw Romulus approaching and slipped off the safety catch
D A E
Then cut down her uncle, he was painted red and green
A D A EA
Just as she was kidnaped in the people's limousine
D G
She looked like someone's girlfriend, she looked like a dream
D G A G
She looked so unlikely in the people's limousine
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|-2---3---|-5-------|-8---7---|-10------|
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|-2---4---|-5-------|-9---7---|-11------|
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1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
| E | A | D A |
|-----------------|-----5-5---5-5---|---------5-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----5-5---5-5---|-7-------5-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----6-6---6-6---|-7-------6-------|
|-----9-9---9-9---|-----7-7---7-7---|-7-------7-------|
|-----7-7---7-7---|-----------------|-5---------------|
|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
1-----------------------------------|
| E | :|
|-----------------|-----------------|
|-9---------------|----------------0|
|-9---------------|-----------------|
|-9---------------|-----------------|
|-7---------------|----------------0|
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1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
2-----------------------------------|
| E | |
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They'll Never Take Her Love From Me
(Leon Payne)
Suffering Face
Transcribed by Robert Mobley
These are the chords on the record:
E B7 A E E
There's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
C#m G#m A E E
like cheap pink lipstick smeared on a wedding dress
C#m G#m
Will you look what you've done to her,
F#m A A
will you look at this disgrace.
E B7 A E F# G# A // E F# G# A////
Oh, it's all over your suffering face
E B7
If we were chrome we would be rusted,
A E
if we were thirst we would be quenched.
C#m G#m
You don't need the same old rivet gun,
A E E
you need a brand new wrench.
C#m G#m
Someone to pull you down on the ground
F#m A A
and cover you with kisses.
E B7 F#m
Once I was the jewel of your heart,
F#m A A
now I'm only semi-precious.
C#m C#m G#m G#m
But if I seem so preoccupied,
A A E E
it's just my alibi, I'm all broken up inside.
C#m G#m A E
Even the words of love, seem cruel and crass,
C#m G#m F#m B7 Bsus B
when you're tough and transparent as armored glass.
B B A E
I prepared a bed for you, then I sprayed perfume
C#m G#m A E E
upon the wilted roses that I'd scattered 'round the room.
C#m G#m
You came in gentle as a lamb,
F#m A
and turned into a terror.
E B7 G#m
and you left your love and other threats in the steam
G#m A Asus A
fading on my bathroom mirror.
E B7 A E
But it's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
C#m G#m A E E
like cheap pink lipstick smeared on a wedding dress
C#m G#m
Will you look what you've done to me,
F#m A A
now you've put me in my place.
E B7 F#m G#m
and it's all over,
C#m
it's all over,
E B7
it's all over
A
your suffering face.
Finish on E
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Transcribed by Denis O'Connell (denis@natural.com)
E B7 A E
There's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
C#m G#m A E
like cheap pink lipstick smeared on a wedding dress
C#m G#m
Will you look what you've done to her,
A
will you look at this disgrace.
E B7 A E f# g# A
Oh, it's all over your suffering face.
E f# g# A
E B7
If we were chrome we would be rusted,
A E
if we were thirst we would be quenched.
C#m G#m
You don't need the same old rivet gun,
A E
you need a brand new wrench.
C#m G#m
Someone to pull you down on the ground
A
and cover you with kisses.
E A
Once I was the jewel of your heart,
now I'm only semi-precious.
C#m G#m A
But if I seem so preoccupied,
C#m G#m A E
it's just my alibi, I'm all broken up inside.
C#m G#m A E
Even the words of love, seem cruel and crass,
C#m G#m A Asus A
when you're tough and transparent as armored glass.
E B7 A E
I prepared a bed for you, then I sprayed perfume
C#m G#m A E
upon the wilted roses that I'd scattered 'round the room.
C#m G#m
You came in gentle as a lamb,
A E
and turned into a terror.
E B7 A
and you left your love and other threats in the steam
Asus A
fading on my bathroom mirror.
E B7 A E
But it's an old man's fantasy put in a young girl's mouth
C#m G#m A E
like cheap pink lipstick smeared on a wedding dress.
C#m G#m A E
Will you look what you've done to me,
A E
now you've put me in my place.
E B7
and it's all over,
C#m
it's all over,
E B7
it's all over
A
your suffering face.
Finish on E
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This is my first attempt at an Elvis transcription, so if anyone has
any corrections or comments please feel free to update my chords (I
know there are more than a few mistakes in it.) I have used the
notation that has been common for these transcriptions : a lowercase
letter means play the bass note, but keep the previous chord
formation. For example, after the first verse I play the E chrord
regularly, and use my thumb to play the bass notes quickly.
From reading the CD liner notes, it seems that Elvis was kind of
drunk when he recorded this song. I think that it gives his voice a
sort of slurry quality that fits this song perfectly, plus I always
love it when it is just Elvis accompanying himself on the guitar.
He also steals a line from "Crimes of Paris" (or did "Crimes of
Paris" steal it from this song), when he talks about "the words of
love".
Shoes Without Heels
Tabbed by: Mike Hernandez
E f# g# A
This love of mine is packed with stepping stone
B7 E B7
These shoes are made for walking in reverse
E f# g# A
At the dead of night, you tiptoe out and leave me all alone
F#m B7
Putting on your satin slip-ons and your sultry French cologne.
e f# g G#m
C#m
She's wearing shoes without heels.
F#m B7
She's walking over the floor.
E
She's walking all over me
f# g# A
From here to there, you know how it feels
B7 E
When she walks right out of the door.
Well, I thought that I was bigger than this town
I thought I'd spend a pace and go the distance
But she picked me out, she used me up, and then she put me down
Now I'm driven til I'm crying, or I'm dreaming 'til I drown.
She's wearing shoes without heels.
She's walking over the floor.
She's walking all over me
From here to there, you know how it feels
When she walks right out of the door.
e f# g G#m
C#m
While you're busy packing underwear and other useless trinkets,
F#m B7
Spare a thought for worthless men who drag on women like they're cigarettes
G#m
'Cause you watch you walk away from him
C#m
While he gets down and deals
F#m B7
Oh, he'll watch you walk away without heels
Oh, you think that he's a fool to tolerate
All the liberty you cherish and you roughly take
But to see your love turn slowly from indifference to hate
Would hurt him more than any heart that you might care to break.
She's wearing shoes without heels.
She's walking over the floor.
She's walking all over you
But when she's finished, I know what I'll do
When she walks right back through the door.
King Of Confidence
Tabbed by: Mike Hernandez
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She had
her
C
(She had her) mind made up just like her face
She painted in the lines and shadows
She shaded color in that would express
D e f#
The lonely mood that follows
G C G a b C
Love, short and painful and tidy lies in self-defense
c# D C c# G
She just told a thing or two to the King of Confidence
g a b
C
You said that he could tell her anything
She even held him when he was crying
And made her feel she was the only one
D e f#
You knew that he was lying when he said he was lying
G C G a b C
Love is short and painful, that she finally made sense
c# D C c# G
Of the love he had for the one and only King of Confidence
g a b
C D G
It's hard enough to be your lover and alone your confidant
A D
You say you know what I need but you don't know who I want
C
It's just another tawdry morning now
another tarnished farewell
Your body's tired and complaining now
D e f#
But you're too tore down to tell
G C G a b C
Love is short and painful, all you kind ladies and gents
c# D C c# G
I spent years and a couple of days as the King of Confidence
g a b
C D G
It's hard enough to be your lover and alone your confidant
A D
You say you know what I need but you don't know who I want
C
It's just another tawdry morning now
another tarnished farewell
Your body's tired and complaining now
D e f#
But you're too tore down to tell
G C G a b C
Love is short and painful, all you kind ladies and gents
c# D C c# G
I spent years and a couple of days as the King of Confidence
C c# D C c# G
I spent years and a couple of days as the King of Confidence
repeat opening riff
It Tears Me Up
(Dan Penn / Spooner Oldham)
The Only Daddy That'll Walk The Line
(Ivy J. Bryant)
Your Mind Is On Vacation/Your Funeral And My Trial
(Mose Allison/Sonny Boy Williamson)