Veronica Chords by Elvis Costello
Tempo:
76.7 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Em
F
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I remember this place.
I remember her in this place.
Sometimes she was happy, you know, she'd say,
oh so-and-so said such-and-such and somebody said this and that,
and [G#] she'd talk about who knows what.
And one minute you'd be here, and the next minute it'd be 40 years later.
So you'd just sit there and bounce around the years with her.
[C]
[G] [C] [G] Is it [Em] all in that pretty little head of yours?
[D] What goes on in that [C] place in the dark?
When I used to know a [Em] girl, I [D] couldn't swan
[C] that her name was Roboticus.
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own
[D] and a delicate [C] look in her eyes.
These days [Em] I'm afraid she's [G] not even sure
[C] if her name is Roboticus.
She [Dm] used to walk the [A] ways you'd have [F] [G] her
gone to hide [Dm] in all [C#] [F] [G] these fevery [F] clothes.
Roboticus.
[F#] Roboticus.
[G] Roboticus.
[Em] [G] [C] Days drag by as the [G] fable plays.
You roam down the town all the while.
[C] You wait for your dream with a [G] wolf at the [F] door.
But you're not a [C] Roboticus.
Well, it was all 65 [G] years ago
when the [D] world was as free as she lived.
[C] And a young man [Em] sailed on a [G] ship
and she [F] put a picture on the [Am] monitor.
I'm the Empress of India.
[F] [A#] And as she closed her eyes [C] upon the [Em] world
[Am] and picked up all the bones of last [Fm] week's news,
[A#] she spoke his name out loud again.
Do [Dm] you suppose the [A] way [Dm]
[G] [Dm] [A] [F]
[G] that fever clothes
[F] Roboticus.
[F#]
Roboticus.
[G] [Em] Roboticus.
[G]
[Em] [G] [C] Roboticus sits in the fable.
She's very quiet and still.
And they call her a [Em] name that they never get right
[F] and they don't know [C] nobody else will.
She's a headless, [Em] carefree, mind-er-over,
[C] devilish, good-natured, and a rat.
So if you can call [Em] me anything you [C] like,
my name is [F] Roboticus.
[C] Do [Dm] you suppose the [C#] way [F]
[G] [Dm] [C#] that fever [Dm]
[G] clothes
[F] Roboticus.
[F#]
Roboticus.
[G] [Em] [C]
[B] Sometimes we just sit there and she wouldn't say anything
and I wouldn't say anything.
And you could try and work out what was going on in her head,
but I think it's something we don't understand.
Not yet anyway.
I remember her in this place.
Sometimes she was happy, you know, she'd say,
oh so-and-so said such-and-such and somebody said this and that,
and [G#] she'd talk about who knows what.
And one minute you'd be here, and the next minute it'd be 40 years later.
So you'd just sit there and bounce around the years with her.
[C]
[G] [C] [G] Is it [Em] all in that pretty little head of yours?
[D] What goes on in that [C] place in the dark?
When I used to know a [Em] girl, I [D] couldn't swan
[C] that her name was Roboticus.
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own
[D] and a delicate [C] look in her eyes.
These days [Em] I'm afraid she's [G] not even sure
[C] if her name is Roboticus.
She [Dm] used to walk the [A] ways you'd have [F] [G] her
gone to hide [Dm] in all [C#] [F] [G] these fevery [F] clothes.
Roboticus.
[F#] Roboticus.
[G] Roboticus.
[Em] [G] [C] Days drag by as the [G] fable plays.
You roam down the town all the while.
[C] You wait for your dream with a [G] wolf at the [F] door.
But you're not a [C] Roboticus.
Well, it was all 65 [G] years ago
when the [D] world was as free as she lived.
[C] And a young man [Em] sailed on a [G] ship
and she [F] put a picture on the [Am] monitor.
I'm the Empress of India.
[F] [A#] And as she closed her eyes [C] upon the [Em] world
[Am] and picked up all the bones of last [Fm] week's news,
[A#] she spoke his name out loud again.
Do [Dm] you suppose the [A] way [Dm]
[G] [Dm] [A] [F]
[G] that fever clothes
[F] Roboticus.
[F#]
Roboticus.
[G] [Em] Roboticus.
[G]
[Em] [G] [C] Roboticus sits in the fable.
She's very quiet and still.
And they call her a [Em] name that they never get right
[F] and they don't know [C] nobody else will.
She's a headless, [Em] carefree, mind-er-over,
[C] devilish, good-natured, and a rat.
So if you can call [Em] me anything you [C] like,
my name is [F] Roboticus.
[C] Do [Dm] you suppose the [C#] way [F]
[G] [Dm] [C#] that fever [Dm]
[G] clothes
[F] Roboticus.
[F#]
Roboticus.
[G] [Em] [C]
[B] Sometimes we just sit there and she wouldn't say anything
and I wouldn't say anything.
And you could try and work out what was going on in her head,
but I think it's something we don't understand.
Not yet anyway.
Key:
G
C
Em
F
Dm
G
C
Em
I remember this place.
_ I remember her in this place.
Sometimes she was happy, you know, she'd say,
oh so-and-so said such-and-such and somebody said this and that,
and [G#] she'd talk about who knows what.
And one minute you'd be here, and the next minute it'd be 40 years later. _
So you'd just sit there and bounce around the years with her.
_ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] Is it [Em] all in that pretty little head of yours?
[D] What goes on in that [C] place in the dark?
When I used to know a [Em] girl, I [D] couldn't swan
[C] that her name was Roboticus.
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own
[D] and a delicate [C] look in her eyes.
These days [Em] I'm afraid she's [G] not even sure
[C] if her name is Roboticus.
She [Dm] used to walk the [A] ways you'd have [F] _ [G] her
gone to hide [Dm] in all [C#] _ _ [F] _ [G] these fevery [F] clothes.
Roboticus.
_ _ [F#] _ Roboticus.
_ [G] Roboticus.
[Em] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] Days drag by as the [G] fable plays.
You roam down the town all the while.
[C] You wait for your dream with a [G] wolf at the [F] door.
But you're not a [C] Roboticus.
Well, it was all 65 [G] years ago
when the [D] world was as free as she lived.
[C] And a young man [Em] sailed on a [G] ship
and she [F] put a picture on the [Am] monitor.
I'm the Empress of India.
_ [F] _ [A#] And as she closed her eyes [C] upon the _ [Em] world
[Am] and picked up all the bones of last [Fm] week's news,
[A#] she spoke his name out loud again.
Do [Dm] you suppose the [A] way _ [Dm] _ _
[G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _
[G] that fever clothes
[F] Roboticus.
_ _ [F#] _
Roboticus.
_ [G] _ [Em] Roboticus.
[G] _ _ _
[Em] _ [G] _ [C] Roboticus sits in the fable.
She's very quiet and still.
And they call her a [Em] name that they never get right
[F] and they don't know [C] nobody else will.
She's a headless, [Em] carefree, mind-er-over,
[C] devilish, good-natured, and a rat.
So if you can call [Em] me anything you [C] like,
my name is [F] Roboticus.
[C] Do [Dm] you suppose the [C#] way _ [F] _ _
[G] _ _ [Dm] _ [C#] that fever _ [Dm] _ _
[G] clothes
[F] _ Roboticus.
_ [F#] _
Roboticus.
_ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] Sometimes we just sit there and she wouldn't say anything
and I wouldn't say anything.
And you could try and work out what was going on in her head,
but I think it's something we don't understand.
_ Not yet anyway. _ _
_ I remember her in this place.
Sometimes she was happy, you know, she'd say,
oh so-and-so said such-and-such and somebody said this and that,
and [G#] she'd talk about who knows what.
And one minute you'd be here, and the next minute it'd be 40 years later. _
So you'd just sit there and bounce around the years with her.
_ [C] _ _
_ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] Is it [Em] all in that pretty little head of yours?
[D] What goes on in that [C] place in the dark?
When I used to know a [Em] girl, I [D] couldn't swan
[C] that her name was Roboticus.
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own
[D] and a delicate [C] look in her eyes.
These days [Em] I'm afraid she's [G] not even sure
[C] if her name is Roboticus.
She [Dm] used to walk the [A] ways you'd have [F] _ [G] her
gone to hide [Dm] in all [C#] _ _ [F] _ [G] these fevery [F] clothes.
Roboticus.
_ _ [F#] _ Roboticus.
_ [G] Roboticus.
[Em] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] Days drag by as the [G] fable plays.
You roam down the town all the while.
[C] You wait for your dream with a [G] wolf at the [F] door.
But you're not a [C] Roboticus.
Well, it was all 65 [G] years ago
when the [D] world was as free as she lived.
[C] And a young man [Em] sailed on a [G] ship
and she [F] put a picture on the [Am] monitor.
I'm the Empress of India.
_ [F] _ [A#] And as she closed her eyes [C] upon the _ [Em] world
[Am] and picked up all the bones of last [Fm] week's news,
[A#] she spoke his name out loud again.
Do [Dm] you suppose the [A] way _ [Dm] _ _
[G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [A] _ _ [F] _
[G] that fever clothes
[F] Roboticus.
_ _ [F#] _
Roboticus.
_ [G] _ [Em] Roboticus.
[G] _ _ _
[Em] _ [G] _ [C] Roboticus sits in the fable.
She's very quiet and still.
And they call her a [Em] name that they never get right
[F] and they don't know [C] nobody else will.
She's a headless, [Em] carefree, mind-er-over,
[C] devilish, good-natured, and a rat.
So if you can call [Em] me anything you [C] like,
my name is [F] Roboticus.
[C] Do [Dm] you suppose the [C#] way _ [F] _ _
[G] _ _ [Dm] _ [C#] that fever _ [Dm] _ _
[G] clothes
[F] _ Roboticus.
_ [F#] _
Roboticus.
_ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] Sometimes we just sit there and she wouldn't say anything
and I wouldn't say anything.
And you could try and work out what was going on in her head,
but I think it's something we don't understand.
_ Not yet anyway. _ _
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