Chords for Mary Black - Adam At The Window
Tempo:
98 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
D
C#m
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
94 was a significant year for Ireland and we all hope that 95 will bring even more good
news.
But our good news tonight is that Mary Black, one of Ireland's greatest exports after
that other black product, is here with us once again.
So please welcome Mary and the
band with Adam at the Window.
Adam's at the window, staring at the apple [C#m] trees on fire, [A] waiting for the windfall that
brings the smile of kings and their [C#] desire.
[C#m]
[D] Door blows in behind him, floral patterns,
summer dress [A] so gay.
[E] Burning in the sunlight, too [A] late to [A] wait, for [E] darkness won't delay
to [A] steal her cherry [B] lips away.
[F#m] And while the curler [C#m] storms the sunlight, [D] slowly [E] trickle
[A] down.
[D] The curve of hips, her [E] fingertips, [Bm] in kissing sips [E] we drown, in kissing sips [D] we
drown.
Half [E] his way, [D]
half his way.
[A]
Adam's on the island, living in the land [C#m] of love.
[A]
Shadows lurk around him, drunk on the royal jelly [C#] of pure love.
[C#m] [D] Full and ripe, the fruit
high, for when the prince arrives he will [A] want more.
[E] And more and more he'll drink from
[A] the canvas cup.
[E] The son of the swan [A] will then lose his bloomery [F#m] and he will wear a [C#m] new suit
[D] and haunt the joints [A] in town and [D] play a silver [C#m] magic flute [Bm] and call his lovers [E] down
and call his lovers [D]
down.
And Adam will [E] have his way.
[D] Adam will have his way.
Yes, he will [E] have his way.
[B] [E]
[A]
Adam's at the easel, painting in the wrinkles [C#m] and the grey.
[A] Waiting for November, easy with
the darkness [F#m] of the [G#m] day.
[C#m] [D] Smiles a tear of gladness, and Adam's at the window [A] once again.
[E] He's burning in the sunlight, too late to [D] wait, [E] for darkness won't delay [A] to steal her
cherry lips away.
[F#m] While the curls [C#m] of sunlight [D] slowly trickle [A] down.
[D] The curve of hips, her
[C#m] fingertips.
[Bm] In kissing, as if to [E] redraw.
In kissing, as if to [D] redraw.
Will have [E] his way.
[D] Adam will have his way.
Will have [E] his way.
[D]
[E] He [D]
will have his way.
[E] [B]
[E] [A] Adam's at the window.
news.
But our good news tonight is that Mary Black, one of Ireland's greatest exports after
that other black product, is here with us once again.
So please welcome Mary and the
band with Adam at the Window.
Adam's at the window, staring at the apple [C#m] trees on fire, [A] waiting for the windfall that
brings the smile of kings and their [C#] desire.
[C#m]
[D] Door blows in behind him, floral patterns,
summer dress [A] so gay.
[E] Burning in the sunlight, too [A] late to [A] wait, for [E] darkness won't delay
to [A] steal her cherry [B] lips away.
[F#m] And while the curler [C#m] storms the sunlight, [D] slowly [E] trickle
[A] down.
[D] The curve of hips, her [E] fingertips, [Bm] in kissing sips [E] we drown, in kissing sips [D] we
drown.
Half [E] his way, [D]
half his way.
[A]
Adam's on the island, living in the land [C#m] of love.
[A]
Shadows lurk around him, drunk on the royal jelly [C#] of pure love.
[C#m] [D] Full and ripe, the fruit
high, for when the prince arrives he will [A] want more.
[E] And more and more he'll drink from
[A] the canvas cup.
[E] The son of the swan [A] will then lose his bloomery [F#m] and he will wear a [C#m] new suit
[D] and haunt the joints [A] in town and [D] play a silver [C#m] magic flute [Bm] and call his lovers [E] down
and call his lovers [D]
down.
And Adam will [E] have his way.
[D] Adam will have his way.
Yes, he will [E] have his way.
[B] [E]
[A]
Adam's at the easel, painting in the wrinkles [C#m] and the grey.
[A] Waiting for November, easy with
the darkness [F#m] of the [G#m] day.
[C#m] [D] Smiles a tear of gladness, and Adam's at the window [A] once again.
[E] He's burning in the sunlight, too late to [D] wait, [E] for darkness won't delay [A] to steal her
cherry lips away.
[F#m] While the curls [C#m] of sunlight [D] slowly trickle [A] down.
[D] The curve of hips, her
[C#m] fingertips.
[Bm] In kissing, as if to [E] redraw.
In kissing, as if to [D] redraw.
Will have [E] his way.
[D] Adam will have his way.
Will have [E] his way.
[D]
[E] He [D]
will have his way.
[E] [B]
[E] [A] Adam's at the window.
Key:
E
A
D
C#m
F#m
E
A
D
94 was a significant year for Ireland and we all hope that 95 will bring even more good
news.
But our good news tonight is that Mary Black, one of Ireland's greatest exports after
that other black product, is here with us once again.
So please welcome Mary and the
band with Adam at the Window. _ _
_ _ Adam's at the window, _ staring at the apple [C#m] trees on fire, _ _ _ _ _ [A] waiting for the windfall that
brings the smile of kings and their [C#] desire.
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D] Door blows in behind him, floral patterns,
summer dress [A] so gay.
_ _ [E] Burning in the sunlight, too [A] late to [A] wait, for [E] darkness won't delay
to [A] steal her cherry [B] lips away.
[F#m] And while the curler [C#m] storms the sunlight, [D] slowly [E] trickle
[A] down.
_ _ [D] The curve of hips, her [E] fingertips, _ [Bm] in kissing sips [E] we drown, _ in kissing sips [D] we
drown. _ _ _ _
Half [E] his way, _ _ [D] _ _
_ half his way.
_ [A] _
Adam's on the island, _ living in the land [C#m] of love.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _
Shadows lurk around him, drunk on the royal jelly [C#] of pure love.
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [D] Full and ripe, the fruit
high, for when the prince arrives he will [A] want more.
_ [E] And more and more he'll drink from
[A] the canvas cup.
[E] The son of the swan [A] will then lose his bloomery [F#m] and he will wear a [C#m] new suit
[D] and haunt the joints [A] in town and [D] play a silver [C#m] magic flute [Bm] and call his lovers [E] down
_ and call his lovers [D] _
down.
And Adam will [E] have his way.
_ [D] Adam will have his way.
Yes, he will [E] have his way.
_ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Adam's at the easel, painting in the wrinkles [C#m] and the grey.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Waiting for November, easy with
the darkness [F#m] of the [G#m] day.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [D] Smiles a tear of gladness, and Adam's at the window [A] once again.
_ [E] He's burning in the sunlight, too late to [D] wait, [E] for darkness won't delay [A] to steal her
cherry lips away.
[F#m] While the curls [C#m] of sunlight [D] slowly trickle [A] down.
_ [D] The curve of hips, her
[C#m] fingertips.
_ [Bm] In kissing, as if to [E] redraw.
_ In kissing, as if to [D] redraw.
_ _ Will have [E] his way.
_ [D] Adam will have his way.
_ _ Will have [E] his way.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ He [D] _
will have his way. _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ Adam's at the window. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
news.
But our good news tonight is that Mary Black, one of Ireland's greatest exports after
that other black product, is here with us once again.
So please welcome Mary and the
band with Adam at the Window. _ _
_ _ Adam's at the window, _ staring at the apple [C#m] trees on fire, _ _ _ _ _ [A] waiting for the windfall that
brings the smile of kings and their [C#] desire.
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ [D] Door blows in behind him, floral patterns,
summer dress [A] so gay.
_ _ [E] Burning in the sunlight, too [A] late to [A] wait, for [E] darkness won't delay
to [A] steal her cherry [B] lips away.
[F#m] And while the curler [C#m] storms the sunlight, [D] slowly [E] trickle
[A] down.
_ _ [D] The curve of hips, her [E] fingertips, _ [Bm] in kissing sips [E] we drown, _ in kissing sips [D] we
drown. _ _ _ _
Half [E] his way, _ _ [D] _ _
_ half his way.
_ [A] _
Adam's on the island, _ living in the land [C#m] of love.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _
Shadows lurk around him, drunk on the royal jelly [C#] of pure love.
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [D] Full and ripe, the fruit
high, for when the prince arrives he will [A] want more.
_ [E] And more and more he'll drink from
[A] the canvas cup.
[E] The son of the swan [A] will then lose his bloomery [F#m] and he will wear a [C#m] new suit
[D] and haunt the joints [A] in town and [D] play a silver [C#m] magic flute [Bm] and call his lovers [E] down
_ and call his lovers [D] _
down.
And Adam will [E] have his way.
_ [D] Adam will have his way.
Yes, he will [E] have his way.
_ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Adam's at the easel, painting in the wrinkles [C#m] and the grey.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Waiting for November, easy with
the darkness [F#m] of the [G#m] day.
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [D] Smiles a tear of gladness, and Adam's at the window [A] once again.
_ [E] He's burning in the sunlight, too late to [D] wait, [E] for darkness won't delay [A] to steal her
cherry lips away.
[F#m] While the curls [C#m] of sunlight [D] slowly trickle [A] down.
_ [D] The curve of hips, her
[C#m] fingertips.
_ [Bm] In kissing, as if to [E] redraw.
_ In kissing, as if to [D] redraw.
_ _ Will have [E] his way.
_ [D] Adam will have his way.
_ _ Will have [E] his way.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ He [D] _
will have his way. _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ Adam's at the window. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _