Chords for Elvis Costello & Allen Toussaint, River In Reverse on TV
Tempo:
113 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
A
C#
B
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Our next guests are both celebrated songwriters who have collaborated on this new CD entitled The River in Reverse.
Please welcome Elvis Costello and Alan Toussaint.
[C#]
[F#m]
Must be something better than worse.
Cuz [Em] I don't see how you can get [A] much worse.
[D] What [A]
do we [F#m] have to do to [C#] send the river [F#m]
in reverse?
Every man who can't sleep.
Every girl who has her heart break.
Every woman sold into shame.
Danny, [C#] son without a name.
Are your [F#m] arms to be dripped?
Another shovel on the graveyard ship.
Here comes the flood and you catch my drift.
With a thing that they [C#] promised I'd not give.
Wake me up.
Wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a [B] kiss.
[F#m] There must be something better than worse.
[Em] Cuz I don't see how we can [A] get much worse.
[D] What do [F#m] we have to do to send the [A] river in reverse?
[F#m]
[F#m] Thought I heard somebody cry.
Look [A] out your window.
The trees and shadows in the dark.
You're counting [F#m]
windows.
I felt the swivel of glass.
Saw the cross and splinters.
I felt the juice of spring.
Dig me out of the trench of winter.
So count your blessings when they ask permission.
To govern with money and superstition.
They tell you it's all for your own protection.
And do [C#] you fear your own reflection?
But the times [F#m] are passing from illumination.
Black blood is falling from a constellation.
An uncivil war to fight the nation.
So raise the tape.
I'm a final ape.
Running down creation.
Running down creation.
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There must be something better than worse.
[B] [F#m] Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There must be something better than worse.
In the name of the Father and the Son.
In the name of gasoline and a [B] gun.
Wake me up.
[F#m] [N]
Yeah.
How about this?
Now that's something else.
How you doing?
Oh, that's terrific.
Good to see you again.
Good to see you.
That was great.
Nice job, gentlemen.
Elvis Costello and Alan Poussin.
[F] Really nice.
We'll be right back, everybody.
[F] Yeah, that was great.
[A#] [A]
Please welcome Elvis Costello and Alan Toussaint.
[C#]
[F#m]
Must be something better than worse.
Cuz [Em] I don't see how you can get [A] much worse.
[D] What [A]
do we [F#m] have to do to [C#] send the river [F#m]
in reverse?
Every man who can't sleep.
Every girl who has her heart break.
Every woman sold into shame.
Danny, [C#] son without a name.
Are your [F#m] arms to be dripped?
Another shovel on the graveyard ship.
Here comes the flood and you catch my drift.
With a thing that they [C#] promised I'd not give.
Wake me up.
Wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a [B] kiss.
[F#m] There must be something better than worse.
[Em] Cuz I don't see how we can [A] get much worse.
[D] What do [F#m] we have to do to send the [A] river in reverse?
[F#m]
[F#m] Thought I heard somebody cry.
Look [A] out your window.
The trees and shadows in the dark.
You're counting [F#m]
windows.
I felt the swivel of glass.
Saw the cross and splinters.
I felt the juice of spring.
Dig me out of the trench of winter.
So count your blessings when they ask permission.
To govern with money and superstition.
They tell you it's all for your own protection.
And do [C#] you fear your own reflection?
But the times [F#m] are passing from illumination.
Black blood is falling from a constellation.
An uncivil war to fight the nation.
So raise the tape.
I'm a final ape.
Running down creation.
Running down creation.
Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There must be something better than worse.
[B] [F#m] Wake me up, wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There must be something better than worse.
In the name of the Father and the Son.
In the name of gasoline and a [B] gun.
Wake me up.
[F#m] [N]
Yeah.
How about this?
Now that's something else.
How you doing?
Oh, that's terrific.
Good to see you again.
Good to see you.
That was great.
Nice job, gentlemen.
Elvis Costello and Alan Poussin.
[F] Really nice.
We'll be right back, everybody.
[F] Yeah, that was great.
[A#] [A]
Key:
F#m
A
C#
B
Em
F#m
A
C#
_ Our next guests are both celebrated songwriters who have collaborated on this new CD entitled The River in Reverse.
Please welcome Elvis Costello and Alan Toussaint. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Must be something better than worse.
Cuz [Em] I don't see how you can get [A] much worse.
[D] What [A]
do we [F#m] have to do to [C#] send the river [F#m]
in reverse? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Every man who can't sleep.
Every girl who has her heart break.
Every woman sold into shame.
Danny, [C#] son without a name.
Are your [F#m] arms to be dripped?
Another shovel on the graveyard ship.
Here comes the flood and you catch my drift.
With a thing that they [C#] promised I'd not give. _
Wake me up.
_ Wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a [B] kiss.
[F#m] There must be something better than worse.
[Em] Cuz I don't see how we can [A] get much worse.
[D] _ What do [F#m] we have to do to send the [A] river in reverse?
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Thought I heard somebody cry.
_ _ Look [A] out your window.
_ The trees and shadows in the dark.
_ _ You're counting [F#m]
windows.
_ I felt the swivel of glass.
_ Saw the cross and splinters.
_ I felt the juice of spring.
_ Dig me out of the trench of winter.
So count your blessings when they ask permission.
To govern with money and superstition.
They tell you it's all for your own protection.
And do [C#] you fear your own reflection?
But the times [F#m] are passing from _ illumination.
Black blood is falling from a constellation.
An uncivil war to fight the nation.
So raise the tape.
_ _ _ I'm a final ape.
_ _ Running down _ creation.
_ Running down creation. _
_ Wake me up, _ wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There must be something better than worse.
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [F#m] Wake me up, _ _ wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There _ must be something better than worse. _
_ _ _ In the name of the Father and the Son.
In the name of gasoline and a [B] gun.
Wake me up.
[F#m] _ _ [N] _
_ Yeah.
How about this?
_ Now that's something else.
How you doing?
Oh, that's terrific.
Good to see you again.
Good to see you.
That was great.
Nice job, gentlemen.
Elvis Costello and Alan Poussin.
[F] Really nice.
We'll be right back, everybody.
[F] Yeah, that was great.
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ [A] _
Please welcome Elvis Costello and Alan Toussaint. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Must be something better than worse.
Cuz [Em] I don't see how you can get [A] much worse.
[D] What [A]
do we [F#m] have to do to [C#] send the river [F#m]
in reverse? _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Every man who can't sleep.
Every girl who has her heart break.
Every woman sold into shame.
Danny, [C#] son without a name.
Are your [F#m] arms to be dripped?
Another shovel on the graveyard ship.
Here comes the flood and you catch my drift.
With a thing that they [C#] promised I'd not give. _
Wake me up.
_ Wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a [B] kiss.
[F#m] There must be something better than worse.
[Em] Cuz I don't see how we can [A] get much worse.
[D] _ What do [F#m] we have to do to send the [A] river in reverse?
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Thought I heard somebody cry.
_ _ Look [A] out your window.
_ The trees and shadows in the dark.
_ _ You're counting [F#m]
windows.
_ I felt the swivel of glass.
_ Saw the cross and splinters.
_ I felt the juice of spring.
_ Dig me out of the trench of winter.
So count your blessings when they ask permission.
To govern with money and superstition.
They tell you it's all for your own protection.
And do [C#] you fear your own reflection?
But the times [F#m] are passing from _ illumination.
Black blood is falling from a constellation.
An uncivil war to fight the nation.
So raise the tape.
_ _ _ I'm a final ape.
_ _ Running down _ creation.
_ Running down creation. _
_ Wake me up, _ wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There must be something better than worse.
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [F#m] Wake me up, _ _ wake me up, wake me up with a slap or a kiss.
There _ must be something better than worse. _
_ _ _ In the name of the Father and the Son.
In the name of gasoline and a [B] gun.
Wake me up.
[F#m] _ _ [N] _
_ Yeah.
How about this?
_ Now that's something else.
How you doing?
Oh, that's terrific.
Good to see you again.
Good to see you.
That was great.
Nice job, gentlemen.
Elvis Costello and Alan Poussin.
[F] Really nice.
We'll be right back, everybody.
[F] Yeah, that was great.
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ [A] _