Chords for Sarah Vaughan ft Hal Mooney & His Studio Orchestra - Lush Life (Mercury Records 1956)
Tempo:
126.95 bpm
Chords used:
C
Db
G
Eb
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [Am] [Eb]
[Ab] [G]
[Eb]
[C] I used to visit [Fm] all the [C] very gay places, [Fm] those come [C]-what-may places,
where one relaxes on [Eb] the [Bb] axis of the [G] wheel of [Db] life, to [Dm] get the feel of [F] life from jazz [C] and cocktails.
The girls I [Fm] knew had sad and [C] sullen gray faces, [Fm] with [C] distant gay traces,
that used to be [F] there, you [Bb] could see where they'd been [G] washed [Db] away, [Abm] by too [Dm] many through the [Db] day, twelve [C] o'clock tales.
[Eb] Then [Em] you came along, with your siren song, to tempt me to madness,
I [A]
[Eb]
[Em] thought for a while, that your poignant smile, was [C] tinged with the sadness [Dm] of [Em] a great love.
[B] [Fm]
[Em] Ah yes, I was [Dm]
wrong,
[D]
again I was [Ebm] [F] wrong.
[G]
[C] Life is [Db]
lonely [C] again,
[Db] and only
[C] last year, [A] everything [Bb] seemed [Eb] so sure.
[D] [Db] Now
[C] life [Db] is awful [C] again, [Db] a trough full [C] of hearts, could only [Eb] be [E] a [Eb] bore.
[D] A [G] week
[C] in Paris [G]
will ease [Bbm] the bite of [Fm] [Ab] it, [Db]
all I [Dbm] care is [B] to smile [Bb]
[A] in spite [Ab] [G] of [C] it.
I'll [Abm] forget [Db] you, [C] I will, [Db] while yet you [Am] are [C] still, burning [Eb] [Bb] inside [Gm] my [Db]
[A] being.
All [Dm] that [Ab] is much, stifling those [Em] who've tried,
[G] I'll live [Cm] a lush life, [F] [Bb] in some
[Gm] small [Bbm] town.
[Db]
[Gm] [F]
I'll [Fm] be what I [Ab] rot, [G] with the rest, [Eb] of those [D] whose [Ab] lives [E]
[Dbm] are
[C]
laminated.
[Ab] [G]
[Eb]
[C] I used to visit [Fm] all the [C] very gay places, [Fm] those come [C]-what-may places,
where one relaxes on [Eb] the [Bb] axis of the [G] wheel of [Db] life, to [Dm] get the feel of [F] life from jazz [C] and cocktails.
The girls I [Fm] knew had sad and [C] sullen gray faces, [Fm] with [C] distant gay traces,
that used to be [F] there, you [Bb] could see where they'd been [G] washed [Db] away, [Abm] by too [Dm] many through the [Db] day, twelve [C] o'clock tales.
[Eb] Then [Em] you came along, with your siren song, to tempt me to madness,
I [A]
[Eb]
[Em] thought for a while, that your poignant smile, was [C] tinged with the sadness [Dm] of [Em] a great love.
[B] [Fm]
[Em] Ah yes, I was [Dm]
wrong,
[D]
again I was [Ebm] [F] wrong.
[G]
[C] Life is [Db]
lonely [C] again,
[Db] and only
[C] last year, [A] everything [Bb] seemed [Eb] so sure.
[D] [Db] Now
[C] life [Db] is awful [C] again, [Db] a trough full [C] of hearts, could only [Eb] be [E] a [Eb] bore.
[D] A [G] week
[C] in Paris [G]
will ease [Bbm] the bite of [Fm] [Ab] it, [Db]
all I [Dbm] care is [B] to smile [Bb]
[A] in spite [Ab] [G] of [C] it.
I'll [Abm] forget [Db] you, [C] I will, [Db] while yet you [Am] are [C] still, burning [Eb] [Bb] inside [Gm] my [Db]
[A] being.
All [Dm] that [Ab] is much, stifling those [Em] who've tried,
[G] I'll live [Cm] a lush life, [F] [Bb] in some
[Gm] small [Bbm] town.
[Db]
[Gm] [F]
I'll [Fm] be what I [Ab] rot, [G] with the rest, [Eb] of those [D] whose [Ab] lives [E]
[Dbm] are
[C]
laminated.
Key:
C
Db
G
Eb
Fm
C
Db
G
[G] _ _ _ [Am] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [G] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] I used to visit [Fm] all the [C] very gay places, _ [Fm] those come [C]-what-may places,
_ where one relaxes on [Eb] the [Bb] axis of the [G] wheel of [Db] life, to [Dm] get the feel of [F] life from jazz [C] and cocktails.
_ _ _ _ The girls I [Fm] knew had sad and [C] sullen gray faces, [Fm] with [C] distant gay traces,
_ that used to be [F] there, you [Bb] could see where they'd been [G] washed [Db] away, [Abm] by too [Dm] many through the [Db] day, _ _ twelve [C] o'clock tales.
_ _ [Eb] _ Then [Em] you came _ along, with your siren song, to tempt me to madness,
I [A] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ thought for a while, that your poignant _ smile, was [C] _ tinged with the _ sadness _ [Dm] of _ [Em] a great love.
_ _ [B] _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ Ah _ yes, _ I was [Dm] _
wrong, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
again I was [Ebm] [F] wrong. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ Life is [Db] _
lonely _ _ [C] again, _
_ [Db] and only _ _
[C] last year, _ [A] everything [Bb] seemed [Eb] so sure.
[D] _ _ [Db] _ Now _
_ [C] life _ [Db] is awful _ _ _ [C] again, _ [Db] a trough full [C] of hearts, could only [Eb] be [E] a [Eb] bore.
_ _ [D] _ A _ [G] _ week _ _
[C] in _ Paris [G]
will _ ease [Bbm] the bite of [Fm] _ [Ab] it, [Db] _ _
all I [Dbm] care _ is [B] to smile [Bb] _ _
[A] in spite [Ab] _ [G] of _ _ _ [C] it. _
I'll [Abm] forget [Db] you, _ [C] I will, _ [Db] while yet you [Am] are [C] still, burning _ [Eb] _ [Bb] inside [Gm] my [Db] _ _ _ _ _
[A] being.
All [Dm] that _ _ [Ab] is much, _ _ stifling those [Em] who've tried, _ _
[G] _ I'll live [Cm] a lush life, [F] _ [Bb] in some _
[Gm] small [Bbm] town.
[Db] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ [F] _ _
_ _ I'll [Fm] be _ _ what I [Ab] rot, _ _ [G] with the _ _ _ rest, _ _ _ [Eb] of _ _ those [D] _ _ _ whose [Ab] _ _ _ lives [E] _
[Dbm] _ _ are _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ laminated. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [G] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] I used to visit [Fm] all the [C] very gay places, _ [Fm] those come [C]-what-may places,
_ where one relaxes on [Eb] the [Bb] axis of the [G] wheel of [Db] life, to [Dm] get the feel of [F] life from jazz [C] and cocktails.
_ _ _ _ The girls I [Fm] knew had sad and [C] sullen gray faces, [Fm] with [C] distant gay traces,
_ that used to be [F] there, you [Bb] could see where they'd been [G] washed [Db] away, [Abm] by too [Dm] many through the [Db] day, _ _ twelve [C] o'clock tales.
_ _ [Eb] _ Then [Em] you came _ along, with your siren song, to tempt me to madness,
I [A] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ thought for a while, that your poignant _ smile, was [C] _ tinged with the _ sadness _ [Dm] of _ [Em] a great love.
_ _ [B] _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ Ah _ yes, _ I was [Dm] _
wrong, _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
again I was [Ebm] [F] wrong. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ Life is [Db] _
lonely _ _ [C] again, _
_ [Db] and only _ _
[C] last year, _ [A] everything [Bb] seemed [Eb] so sure.
[D] _ _ [Db] _ Now _
_ [C] life _ [Db] is awful _ _ _ [C] again, _ [Db] a trough full [C] of hearts, could only [Eb] be [E] a [Eb] bore.
_ _ [D] _ A _ [G] _ week _ _
[C] in _ Paris [G]
will _ ease [Bbm] the bite of [Fm] _ [Ab] it, [Db] _ _
all I [Dbm] care _ is [B] to smile [Bb] _ _
[A] in spite [Ab] _ [G] of _ _ _ [C] it. _
I'll [Abm] forget [Db] you, _ [C] I will, _ [Db] while yet you [Am] are [C] still, burning _ [Eb] _ [Bb] inside [Gm] my [Db] _ _ _ _ _
[A] being.
All [Dm] that _ _ [Ab] is much, _ _ stifling those [Em] who've tried, _ _
[G] _ I'll live [Cm] a lush life, [F] _ [Bb] in some _
[Gm] small [Bbm] town.
[Db] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ [F] _ _
_ _ I'll [Fm] be _ _ what I [Ab] rot, _ _ [G] with the _ _ _ rest, _ _ _ [Eb] of _ _ those [D] _ _ _ whose [Ab] _ _ _ lives [E] _
[Dbm] _ _ are _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ laminated. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
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