Chords for Tom Waits - "The Heart Of Saturday Night" (Live from No Visitors After Midnight, 1975)
Tempo:
150.7 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
D
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[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.
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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. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _