Chords for Hefner - A Hymn for the Postal Service
Tempo:
155.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Em
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em]
[C#] [G]
[A] [E]
[G#] [G]
[D] [Em]
[F#] [G]
[D] [E]
[F#] [G]
[A] [E] Sobriety,
[A] greed, sincerity, [A] and Lydia [Em]
Ponge is [F#] my gravity.
[G]
I don't [A] know how she [Em] felt when [F#] she took that [G] E, but in [A] the morning she was [E] shaking, she
was twitching, she was [Am] jerking.
[A] June the [Em] 5th, she moved [F#] to [G] Paris.
She could [D] not stand [Em] the state of [F#] British politics.
[G]
And [D] I just [Em] can't convince her that [F#] I'm socialist.
[G]
[A] And every night [D] I pray [E] for mail in the morning.
And sweet [A] Lydia Ponge [D] is [A] doing it for me.
[D] And I want [A] to send [Em] a hymn to [A] the postal service, [D] sinful [A] and proud.
Since I [D] stopped sleeping [A] around, [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
[G] [E] Lydia's handwriting [G] makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it.
[D] Why she used the F word when she [F#m] never ever spoke [E] it.
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
Oh, [D] she promised [Em] me that we'd [C#] be creasing [G] sheets and that [D] our bodies would [Em] be bruising,
wrestling [F#] [G] underneath.
And [D] I wanted [Em] to ask her how [F#] she cut her [G] teeth [A] and how she let [E] time slip through her skinny skin fingers.
And [D] oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge [Dm] is doing it [A] for me.
[D] And I want to send a hymn to the postal [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since I stopped sleeping around, [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
[Em] To Lydia's handwriting.
[D] Oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge is doing it for me.
[D] And I want [A] to send a hymn to the [Bm] postal [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since [A] I stopped sleeping around, [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
[Em] To Lydia's [E] handwriting that [G] makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it.
[D] Why she used the F word when she [G#] never ever [D] spoke it.
[E] She pasted on a [Em] passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
[C#] [G]
[A] [E]
[G#] [G]
[D] [Em]
[F#] [G]
[D] [E]
[F#] [G]
[A] [E] Sobriety,
[A] greed, sincerity, [A] and Lydia [Em]
Ponge is [F#] my gravity.
[G]
I don't [A] know how she [Em] felt when [F#] she took that [G] E, but in [A] the morning she was [E] shaking, she
was twitching, she was [Am] jerking.
[A] June the [Em] 5th, she moved [F#] to [G] Paris.
She could [D] not stand [Em] the state of [F#] British politics.
[G]
And [D] I just [Em] can't convince her that [F#] I'm socialist.
[G]
[A] And every night [D] I pray [E] for mail in the morning.
And sweet [A] Lydia Ponge [D] is [A] doing it for me.
[D] And I want [A] to send [Em] a hymn to [A] the postal service, [D] sinful [A] and proud.
Since I [D] stopped sleeping [A] around, [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
[G] [E] Lydia's handwriting [G] makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it.
[D] Why she used the F word when she [F#m] never ever spoke [E] it.
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
Oh, [D] she promised [Em] me that we'd [C#] be creasing [G] sheets and that [D] our bodies would [Em] be bruising,
wrestling [F#] [G] underneath.
And [D] I wanted [Em] to ask her how [F#] she cut her [G] teeth [A] and how she let [E] time slip through her skinny skin fingers.
And [D] oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge [Dm] is doing it [A] for me.
[D] And I want to send a hymn to the postal [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since I stopped sleeping around, [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
[Em] To Lydia's handwriting.
[D] Oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge is doing it for me.
[D] And I want [A] to send a hymn to the [Bm] postal [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since [A] I stopped sleeping around, [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
[Em] To Lydia's [E] handwriting that [G] makes me guess the circumstances under which she wrote it.
[D] Why she used the F word when she [G#] never ever [D] spoke it.
[E] She pasted on a [Em] passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
Key:
A
D
G
Em
E
A
D
G
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [E] Sobriety, _ _
[A] _ greed, sincerity, _ _ _ _ [A] and Lydia [Em] _ _
Ponge is [F#] my gravity.
[G] _ _
I don't [A] know how she [Em] _ felt when [F#] she took that [G] E, _ but in [A] the morning she was [E] shaking, she
was twitching, she was [Am] jerking.
_ [A] June the [Em] 5th, she moved [F#] to _ [G] Paris. _
She could [D] not stand [Em] the state of [F#] British politics.
[G] _ _
And [D] I just [Em] can't convince her that [F#] I'm socialist.
[G] _ _ _
_ [A] And every night [D] I pray [E] for _ mail in the morning.
And sweet [A] Lydia Ponge _ [D] is [A] doing it for me.
_ [D] And I want [A] to send _ [Em] a hymn to [A] the postal service, [D] sinful [A] and proud.
Since I [D] stopped sleeping [A] _ around, _ [D] I'm so [A] faithful now. _
_ _ [G] _ [E] Lydia's _ handwriting [G] makes me guess the _ _ circumstances under which she wrote it.
[D] _ Why she used the F word when she [F#m] never ever spoke [E] it.
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, [D] she promised [Em] me _ that we'd [C#] be creasing [G] sheets _ and that [D] our bodies would [Em] be bruising,
wrestling [F#] _ [G] underneath.
_ _ And [D] I wanted [Em] to ask her how [F#] she cut her [G] teeth _ _ _ [A] and how she let [E] time slip through her skinny skin _ fingers.
And [D] oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge _ [Dm] is doing it [A] for me.
_ [D] And I want to send _ a hymn to the postal [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since I stopped sleeping _ around, _ [D] I'm so [A] faithful _ now.
[Em] To _ Lydia's _ handwriting.
[D] Oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge _ is doing it for _ me.
[D] And I want [A] to send _ a hymn to the [Bm] postal _ [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since [A] I stopped sleeping _ around, _ [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
_ [Em] To _ Lydia's [E] handwriting that [G] makes me guess the _ circumstances under which she wrote it.
_ [D] Why she used the F word when she [G#] never ever [D] spoke it.
[E] She pasted on a [Em] passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
_ _ And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [G#] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [E] Sobriety, _ _
[A] _ greed, sincerity, _ _ _ _ [A] and Lydia [Em] _ _
Ponge is [F#] my gravity.
[G] _ _
I don't [A] know how she [Em] _ felt when [F#] she took that [G] E, _ but in [A] the morning she was [E] shaking, she
was twitching, she was [Am] jerking.
_ [A] June the [Em] 5th, she moved [F#] to _ [G] Paris. _
She could [D] not stand [Em] the state of [F#] British politics.
[G] _ _
And [D] I just [Em] can't convince her that [F#] I'm socialist.
[G] _ _ _
_ [A] And every night [D] I pray [E] for _ mail in the morning.
And sweet [A] Lydia Ponge _ [D] is [A] doing it for me.
_ [D] And I want [A] to send _ [Em] a hymn to [A] the postal service, [D] sinful [A] and proud.
Since I [D] stopped sleeping [A] _ around, _ [D] I'm so [A] faithful now. _
_ _ [G] _ [E] Lydia's _ handwriting [G] makes me guess the _ _ circumstances under which she wrote it.
[D] _ Why she used the F word when she [F#m] never ever spoke [E] it.
She pasted on a passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, [D] she promised [Em] me _ that we'd [C#] be creasing [G] sheets _ and that [D] our bodies would [Em] be bruising,
wrestling [F#] _ [G] underneath.
_ _ And [D] I wanted [Em] to ask her how [F#] she cut her [G] teeth _ _ _ [A] and how she let [E] time slip through her skinny skin _ fingers.
And [D] oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge _ [Dm] is doing it [A] for me.
_ [D] And I want to send _ a hymn to the postal [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since I stopped sleeping _ around, _ [D] I'm so [A] faithful _ now.
[Em] To _ Lydia's _ handwriting.
[D] Oh, sweet [A] Lydia Ponge _ is doing it for _ me.
[D] And I want [A] to send _ a hymn to the [Bm] postal _ [D] service, sinful [A] and proud.
Since [A] I stopped sleeping _ around, _ [D] I'm so [A] faithful now.
_ [Em] To _ Lydia's [E] handwriting that [G] makes me guess the _ circumstances under which she wrote it.
_ [D] Why she used the F word when she [G#] never ever [D] spoke it.
[E] She pasted on a [Em] passport photo of herself in [A] pigtails.
And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely?
_ _ And underneath she'd written, did my touch make you less lonely? _ _ _ _ _ _ _