Now
A should you expect to see
Bm something that you hadn't
C#m seen in somebody you've
D known since you were
A sixteen?.
E If love
F#m is a bud from the blue,
D then what is a
A bud but a glorified
D screw that doesn't hold
E nothing together?
_ .
A Far from these
Bm nonsense bars and their nowhere music,
C#m it's making me sick.
D And I know it's making
E you sick, there's nothing
F#m that's like
D eating it's like drinking
A gin with nothing else in.
D And that doesn't hold
E me together _ _ .
A But for one,
Bm crowded hour you
C#m were the only
D one in the room.
E I'd sail around all
D those bumps in the night till you'd become
A in the gloom.
C# I thought I'd
D found my calling in
A September and the middle of that
F#m part of June.
A But one,
Bm crowded hour
D would lead to
E my
A wrecking moon.
I know you'd like your boys to
Bm take their medicine
A from the bowl of their
D silver spoon.
E Who'd run away with the
F#m dishes, scare the fish
D by the silvery
A light of the moon.
C# Who'd turn from the
D womb, believe to the
A tune that it's more
F#m seventeen I see.
A Is it pleasure pen
Bm for them, is it anger
D for them,
E not for the
A likes of me.
Not
D for the likes of
E you and _ me.
A And for one,
Bm crowded hour
A you were the only
D one in the room.
E I'd sail
F#m around all those bumps in the
D night till you'd become
A in the gloom.
C# I thought I'd
D found my calling in
A September and the middle of that
F#m part of June.
A But one,
Bm crowded hour
D would
E lead to my
A wrecking moon.
E Oh but the green-eyed hawk of your
C#m only
B strong
A man.
E She takes him to
C#m her,
Bm my
A hand.
She
F#m said, oh I know
B you're lying.
C#m Bm Oh but
E this old man, who this I said,
A oh where.
Bm _ _
C#m _
C# _ .
D _ _
E _ _
F#m _ _
D _ _ .
A _ _
C# _
D That _
A _ _ .
F#m _ _
A _ _
Bm _ _
D _
E.
A put me in a case
Bm for lies, I learned to
A speak lies.
In
D fact I know the language
E well.
I
F#m picked it up
D while I was versing
A myself in the language.
That
Bm freaking hell, I've not
C#m decided to get back
D to it baby.
E They took it away, through
F#m the sliding
D display, they erased
A it to belated.
Now she
D can't keep
E her mouth shut.
And
A for one,
Bm crowded hour
A you were the only
D one in the room.
E I'd sail
F#m around all those bumps in the
D night till you'd become
A in the gloom.
C# I thought I'd
D found my calling in
A September and the middle of that
F#m part of June.
A But one,
Bm crowded hour
D would lead to
A my wrecking moon.
Yes and one, crowded
Bm hour you were
A the only
D one in the
E room.
I'm glad you
F#m talked to the folks in the
D night, in fact I played
A this very tune.
You
C# said, what is this
D thick-necked instrument
A for this adolescent
F#m gloom.
A And one,
Bm crowded hour
D would lead
E to my
A wrecking moon _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .