Chords for Tom Waits - "The Heart Of Saturday Night" (Live from No Visitors After Midnight, 1975)
Tempo:
150.7 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[C] Saturday night,
[G]
call yourself up on the phone.
It's very simple.
a date, [C] call yourself up.
You ask yourself out, and [G] you ain't no fool.
yes.
I always take myself to class joints.
[G]
call yourself up on the phone.
It's very simple.
a date, [C] call yourself up.
You ask yourself out, and [G] you ain't no fool.
yes.
I always take myself to class joints.
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[C] _ _ Saturday night, _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
call yourself up on the phone. _
It's very simple.
Saturday rolls around, you need a date, [C] call yourself up.
You're always going to be around.
[F]
You ask yourself out, and [G] you ain't no fool.
You're always going to say yes.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
I always take myself to class joints.
I ain't cheap [F] or anything.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
I [C] go down to [Gm] get a little dinner at the Victoria Cafe.
_ _ _ _ Strange looking little patty melt there.
_ _ [C] Walk out of there with enough gas to open up a Shell station most nights.
_ _ [F] _ I had [Gm] this damn, I had a, what was it, it was called a veal cutlet sandwich,
a gravy's extra. _ _
_ _ _ _ Cup of coffee, veal cutlet sandwich, got up and walked off my damn plate,
all the way down to the end of the bar,
_ come back and try to beat the shit out of my cup of coffee.
The coffee wasn't strong enough to defend itself.
[C] _ _ _
It was [F] a _ _ _ _ fascinating [G] evening. _ _ _ _ _
_ I drove myself home [C] _
[Gm] and _ _ take a [C] scenic route,
and park in front of [F] the house,
and _ _ always kind of [Gm] dawdle for a while,
get some smooth music on FM,
_ _ _ _ sliding close to yourself,
_ _ _ [C] whisper something in your ear like,
_ _ [F] I like your style. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] And, _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] whoops, earrings from Woolworths,
_ _ fascinating perfume you have on tonight, that must be.
_ _ _ Take yourself up to the door and you see,
_ [G] _ _
[E] being [Bb] a bona fide [C] high voltage bachelor,
you usually end up taking advantage of yourself, see?
No way around it.
[F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't wearing [C] it right now, I don't tie myself up first,
I [F] just _ _ ease into it, you know, real casual, I,
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [D] Well, _ [C] _
_ _ _ you got yourself up and you get on behind the wheel,
_ _ [D] _ _
[C] _ _ _ now you [F] got your arm around this sweet one, your old Smokeville, _ _ _
_ _ Bailing down the [G] boulevard,
[Dm] and looking for the heart of Saturday night, _
[C] _ _ _ You got paid on Friday, and your pockets are jingling, _ _
[Am] Now that you see [F] the lights, and you get all jingling,
cause you're cruising with the sex, _ _
[G] Looking for the heart of Saturday [C] night,
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
And that comb [F] in your _ hair,
[G] Your sham in your [C] face,
You're trying to wipe out every [D] _ [C] trace,
_ _ _ Of [F] all the other _ days,
_ _ And the week, you know, it's to be the Saturday,
_ [G]
Reaching your peak, you're [C] stopping on the red, _
[F] And you're going on the [C] green,
_ [F] Now tonight I'll be like another man,
You've ever seen, it's faster than down the boulevard,
[G] _
_ Looking for the heart [C] of Saturday _ [Dm] night,
_ [C] _ _ Tell me, [F] is it the crack of the pool [G] ball,
That neon buzz,
And is it the telephone ringing at your [C] second cousin,
_ Or the [F] barmaid as she's smiling,
_ _ Or a corner of her eye,
Or a [G] magical, the melancholy tear in your [C] eye,
That makes it kind of special,
[D] It's [C] down in the cold,
You're [F] back dreaming of them _ Saturdays,
That came before they found you stumbling,
_ _ _ [G] Stumbling onto the heart of [C] Saturday night,
[Dm] _ [C] _ _
_ And you're gassed to rope, _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ Behind the [F] wheel with your arm around your swivel,
Your old small bill,
_ _ And you're piling [G] down the boulevard,
And looking for [C] the heart of Saturday [F] night,
[C] _ _ _ Tell me, is it [F] the crack of the pool [G] ball,
That neon _ [C] buzz,
And is it the telephone [D] ringing at your [C] second cousin,
_ Or the [F] barmaid as she's smiling,
Or a corner of her eye, _
Or a magical, the [G] melancholy tear in your eye,
That [C] makes it kind of special,
_ [F] It's [C] down in the cold,
_ [F] You'll be dreaming of them _ Saturdays,
That came before they found you stumbling,
_ _ [G] Stumbling onto the [C] heart of Saturday night,
_ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] Stumbling, _
_ [G] _ _ Stumbling onto the heart of [C] Saturday night,
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Mm,
_ _ _ [C] Mm, Mm. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
call yourself up on the phone. _
It's very simple.
Saturday rolls around, you need a date, [C] call yourself up.
You're always going to be around.
[F]
You ask yourself out, and [G] you ain't no fool.
You're always going to say yes.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
I always take myself to class joints.
I ain't cheap [F] or anything.
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
I [C] go down to [Gm] get a little dinner at the Victoria Cafe.
_ _ _ _ Strange looking little patty melt there.
_ _ [C] Walk out of there with enough gas to open up a Shell station most nights.
_ _ [F] _ I had [Gm] this damn, I had a, what was it, it was called a veal cutlet sandwich,
a gravy's extra. _ _
_ _ _ _ Cup of coffee, veal cutlet sandwich, got up and walked off my damn plate,
all the way down to the end of the bar,
_ come back and try to beat the shit out of my cup of coffee.
The coffee wasn't strong enough to defend itself.
[C] _ _ _
It was [F] a _ _ _ _ fascinating [G] evening. _ _ _ _ _
_ I drove myself home [C] _
[Gm] and _ _ take a [C] scenic route,
and park in front of [F] the house,
and _ _ always kind of [Gm] dawdle for a while,
get some smooth music on FM,
_ _ _ _ sliding close to yourself,
_ _ _ [C] whisper something in your ear like,
_ _ [F] I like your style. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] And, _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] whoops, earrings from Woolworths,
_ _ fascinating perfume you have on tonight, that must be.
_ _ _ Take yourself up to the door and you see,
_ [G] _ _
[E] being [Bb] a bona fide [C] high voltage bachelor,
you usually end up taking advantage of yourself, see?
No way around it.
[F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't wearing [C] it right now, I don't tie myself up first,
I [F] just _ _ ease into it, you know, real casual, I,
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [D] Well, _ [C] _
_ _ _ you got yourself up and you get on behind the wheel,
_ _ [D] _ _
[C] _ _ _ now you [F] got your arm around this sweet one, your old Smokeville, _ _ _
_ _ Bailing down the [G] boulevard,
[Dm] and looking for the heart of Saturday night, _
[C] _ _ _ You got paid on Friday, and your pockets are jingling, _ _
[Am] Now that you see [F] the lights, and you get all jingling,
cause you're cruising with the sex, _ _
[G] Looking for the heart of Saturday [C] night,
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
And that comb [F] in your _ hair,
[G] Your sham in your [C] face,
You're trying to wipe out every [D] _ [C] trace,
_ _ _ Of [F] all the other _ days,
_ _ And the week, you know, it's to be the Saturday,
_ [G]
Reaching your peak, you're [C] stopping on the red, _
[F] And you're going on the [C] green,
_ [F] Now tonight I'll be like another man,
You've ever seen, it's faster than down the boulevard,
[G] _
_ Looking for the heart [C] of Saturday _ [Dm] night,
_ [C] _ _ Tell me, [F] is it the crack of the pool [G] ball,
That neon buzz,
And is it the telephone ringing at your [C] second cousin,
_ Or the [F] barmaid as she's smiling,
_ _ Or a corner of her eye,
Or a [G] magical, the melancholy tear in your [C] eye,
That makes it kind of special,
[D] It's [C] down in the cold,
You're [F] back dreaming of them _ Saturdays,
That came before they found you stumbling,
_ _ _ [G] Stumbling onto the heart of [C] Saturday night,
[Dm] _ [C] _ _
_ And you're gassed to rope, _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ Behind the [F] wheel with your arm around your swivel,
Your old small bill,
_ _ And you're piling [G] down the boulevard,
And looking for [C] the heart of Saturday [F] night,
[C] _ _ _ Tell me, is it [F] the crack of the pool [G] ball,
That neon _ [C] buzz,
And is it the telephone [D] ringing at your [C] second cousin,
_ Or the [F] barmaid as she's smiling,
Or a corner of her eye, _
Or a magical, the [G] melancholy tear in your eye,
That [C] makes it kind of special,
_ [F] It's [C] down in the cold,
_ [F] You'll be dreaming of them _ Saturdays,
That came before they found you stumbling,
_ _ [G] Stumbling onto the [C] heart of Saturday night,
_ [F] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] Stumbling, _
_ [G] _ _ Stumbling onto the heart of [C] Saturday night,
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Mm,
_ _ _ [C] Mm, Mm. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _