Acordes usados
Bb/C
C
Bb
F
Eb
Ab
G
D
F#m
Bm
A7
A
Em
Dmaj7
Dm
F/D
Gm
Am
Bb7
Abdim
Dsus2
B
E
G/E
D7
Dbm
Esus4
E7
Fmaj7
Cmaj7
Em7
Am7
C/E
1.
Fields of france
Tom: DFácilAmHis flying jacket still hast Dher perfEume
AmMemories of the Gnight Fplay across his Cmind
EHigh above the E7fields of AmFrance D E
AmA single biplane in a Dclear blue Esky
Am191G7, no Fenemy was Cseen
EHigh above the E7fields fo Amfrance Am7 D
Oh she Dmlocks,Fmaj7 but ther's nothing to Emsee Am
Still she Dmlooks,Fmaj7 saying come back to Amme G F E E7
AmHe tells her just remember Dme this Eway
For Amhere I am more G true than Fanything I Cdo
EHigh above the E7fields of AmFrance D E
Oh she Dmlooks, Fmaj7though he'll never come Emback
And them Dmletter that came was Fmaj7bordered in black A G F E E7
AmShe'll find somebody else but Dnot forEget
AmLeaving her regGrets Flike vapour trails of Cjets
EHigh above the E7fields of AmFrance D E
2.
Song On The Radio
Tom: BbAvançadoBb/C
C
Bb
F
Eb
Ab
G
Bb/CCBb/CC
Bb/CCBb/CC
I was Bb/Cmaking my way through the Cwasteland
The Bb/Croad into town passes Cthrough
I was Bb/Cchanging the radio Cstations
With my Bb/Cmind on you C
Oh, your Bb/Cfriends call you 'Lily PaCloma'
But Bb/Cthat's not the way that you Care
It's too Bb/Cmuch of a gentle misCnomer
For a Bbshooting star C
But Fyou and me, baby
I saw you Cthere, straight aFway I Cknew
There's Freally no hiding
I tell you right Cnow what we're Fgonna Cdo
EbWe'll go collecting the Fdays
AbPutting the moments aGway
Bb You're on my Cmind
Like a song on the rBb/Cadio C
Bb You're on my Cmind
Like a song on the rBb/Cadio C
Bb/CCBb/CC
Bb/CCBb/CC
I reBb/Cmember the first time I Csaw you
ABb/Clone in the dark, with a Cdrink
With a Bb/Ccandle flame burning beCfore you
And your Bb/Cthoughts closed in C
You were Bb/Cstaring out into the Cdistance
Not Bb/Cseeming to hear what I Csaid
Why Bb/Cdid you put up such reCsistance
Like all the Bblights were red C
But Fyou and me, baby
I saw you Cthere, straight aFway I Cknew
There's Freally no hiding
I tell you right Cnow what we're Fgonna Cdo
EbWe'll go collecting the Fdays
AbPutting the moments aGway
Bb You're on my Cmind
Like a song on the rBb/Cadio C
Bb You're on my Cmind
Like a song on the rBb/Cadio C
Bb/CCBb/CC
Bb/CCBb/CC
Bb/CCBb/CC
Bb/CCBb/CBbC
FCFC
FCFC
EbFAbG
BbCBb/CC
BbCBb/CC
I don't Bb/Cknow what it was that was Cpainful
But Bb/Csometimes it's there in your Cface
There are Bb/Ctimes when you just look disCdainful
Of the Bb/Chuman race C
Ah, but Bb/Cthen on the wings of eCmotion
We Bb/Ccircle each other in Cflight
Till toBb/Cgether we roll like the Cocean
In its Bbbed at night C
But Fyou and me, baby
I saw you Cthere, straight aFway I Cknew
There's Freally no hiding
I tell you right Cnow what we're Fgonna Cdo
EbWe'll go collecting the Fdays
AbPutting the moments aGway
Bb You're on my Cmind
Like a song on the rBb/Cadio C
Bb You're on my Cmind
Like a song on the rBb/Cadio C
Oh, Bb/Cwoah C
Song on the Bb/Cradio C
Oh, Bb/Cwoah C
Song on the Bb/Cradio C
Bb/CCBb/CC
Bb/C
CBb/CC
3.
In Brooklyn
Tom: DAvançadoD
F#m
Bm
G
A7
A
Em
Dmaj7
'Oh I Dcome from Pittsburgh F#mto study astrology,Bm' D
She saidG as she stood on myA7 instep, D
'I could show F#myou New York with a wBmalk between F#m
BmFourth Street and Nine.' A7
Then out oDf her coat takinF#mg seven harmoniBmcas D
She sat Gdown to play on a dA7oorstep sayingD
F#m'Come back to my placBme I will show you the F#mstars Bm
and the signs'A. Em A7
So I folBmlowed her into the black lands D
Where the window fBmrames peel and flake D
And the old JewGish face behind the lace
Even now trying toG get to see what's cooking A7
Just John the Baptist inG the park getting laid
thinking there's no-one lookA7 i ng. D A7 D
And its eightyG degrees andA7 I'm down on my knees G A7
in BrDooklyn. Bm D Bm
Her houDse was a dusty collecF#mtion of ruBmsty D
ConfusiGon with landings anA7d tunnels D
And leanF#ming bookcases and Bmspaces and facF#mes and Bm
A7things
Where twentyD-five Puerto Ricans, Manhattan F#m Bm
MohicaDns
And JewisGh-Italian PaA7wnbrokerDs
F#mLead their theBmatrical liveF#ms in their rooms iBmn the
Awings Em A7
While outsiBmde in the black landDs
The violBment day runs wild D
And the black aGnd white minstrelsrun through the crazy alleys
While the cops goG booking A7
And ruthGless toothless agents sneak around and
there's no-onA7e look i D ng A7 D
And it's eightGy degrees aA7nd I'm down on my G
A7knees in BrooDklyn. Bm
And oh, I'm bacGk in the city again. Dmaj7 Bm
You can tell by the smell of the hamburger stand G
in the rainF#7sus4.... A7
She spokDe of astrologyF#m while muttering apoloBmgies D
For cofGfee that tasted ofA7 hot dogs D
I said 'ThaF#mt's OK,Bm mine was cold anywaF#my, anBmd
just graA7nd'
Then she lay on tDhe bed while theF#m radio fed us with Bm D
GRecords and adverts fA7or cat food D
And I lookF#med at her, holding Bmmy thoughts in thF#me
Bmpalm of my hand A Em A7
And outsBmide in the black landDs
The evenBming came and went D
And the bums inG the street begging money for one
last drink
Are hanging round the Gliquor stores trying to get
a foA7ot in
And the girl frGom Pittsburgh and I made love on a
Gmattress with the new moon lookA7 i ng. D A7 D
And in the cool eveGning breeze I was dowA7n on my G
A7knees in BrooDklyn..... Bm G D
4.
Life In Dark Water
Tom: DmAvançadoDm
Em
D
F/D
Gm
Am
Bb
C
F
G
A
Bb7
Abdim
Dsus2
Dm
Dm
Dm Oh, come away EmfroDm the day, here I stay
F/DLiving on the EmbotDtom of the sDmea Em D F/D Em D
Dm Down metal snake, EmcorDridors, steely gray
F/DEngines hum for EmnobDody but Dmme Em D F/D Em D
Gm No sound comes Amfrom the sea above me
Bb No messages Ccrackles through the radio lFeaGds Bb A
Dm They'll never know, EmnevDer, no, never
How F/Dstrange life in dark EmwatDer canDm be
Dm
Dm
Dm Oh, mariners sEmparDe a thought when you pass
F/DThose who live the EmsubDmarine DmlifEme D F/D Em D
Dm Far in the deep EmsonDar eyes never sleep
F/DHiding like a EmshaDdow in the nDmighEmt D F/D Em D
Gm Jet planes nose Amthrough the clouds above me
Bb They look for Cradar traces of me to sFeeG Bb A
Dm They'll never know, EmnevDer, no, never
How F/Dstrange life in dark EmwatDer canDm be
Dm
MIDDLE 8
Gm Wonder what the stars look like
Coming Fout tonight
Gm Tell my girl she Cmust be strong
F She sits and waits Dmall night long, yeah,Gm yeah
Gm Just looking for a Ambetter day
Gm She'll have to find aAmnother way toDm go
Dm
DmC
FCBb7Dm
AbdimA
Dm
DmC
FCBb7Dm
AbdimA
DmGmDmGm
DmGm
FCBb7Dm
BbDm
BbAGmA
Dm
Dm
Dm No memory, EmtelDl me what's wrong with me
F/DWhy am I aEmlonDe here with no DmresEmt D F/D Em D
Dm And now the name Emof Dthe ship's not the same
F/DHow long has it EmbeeDn Marie CeDmlesEmte?D F/D Em D
Gm Now there's noAmbody from the crew left
Bb Five hundred years suCpply of food just for FmeG Bb A
Dm They'll never know, EmnevDer, no, never
How F/Dstrange life in dark EmwatDer canDm be
Dm They'll never know, EmnevDer, no, never
How F/Dstrange life in dark EmwatDer canDm be
Dm
Dm
Bb
AGmADsus2
5.
Zero She Flies
Tom: BAvançadoB
A
E
F
G
D
Bm
She's Ba mollusk
A
A
A
AShe knows her position
EShe's a swallow
A
A
A
AAnd also a physician
FShe takes your Eeyes
And mends your head
FShe draws the Ewine
And breaks the bread
BShe has no lies to tell you
And no truths to sell you
She's a Agirl
She's almost aB woman
GAnd zero she flies as Dthe morning Asighs
E Spreads her wings like Ba seagull
GFrom the mountain he watches her
DBiding his Atime
EBut his eyes are the eyes of Ban eagle
AB
BHe's a hawthorn
A
A
AFor moon-blessed thought and opinion
EHe will laugh like the fountains
The bones of the mountains
Lie deep in his forest religion
FYou will call his name Ewhen evening falls
FAnd the ground sets harEd and the night wind calls
BYou will feed him and heed him
At times you will need him
ASay you were Falmost hisB woman
GAnd Zero she flies as tDhe morning Asighs
E Spreads her wings like Ba seagull
GFrom the mountain he watches her
DBiding his Atime
EBut his eyes are the eyes Bof an eagle
B
BIn the shuddering mad red blood-let sunset
A tired man is leaving his cover
EAnd the soft eyes of Zero
Are cut by the sounds
Of the vanishing feet of her lover
FAnd the door Eslams shut
And the air grows tight
FAnd her throat is Egripped
By the hands of night
BAnd all that is left
Is the clock on the shelf
AAs it ticks one Fday into Banother
GAnd Zero she sighs as Dthe morning Adies
EWith the broken wings oBf a seagull
GFrom the mountain he watches her, Dsensing his Atime
EBut his eyes are the eyes of Ban eagleBm
AB
BAt the pall of the day the man of the mountain
Is nearing the end of his travel
And the fence Eis down
On the westland bounds
And a footfall pounds in the gravel
FComes a knock three tEimes
And the air grows still
FAs he steps Einside from the sudden chill
And the Bmoment is caught in the net of the night
AFor the coming Fof dawn to Bunravel
GAnd Zero she flies as tDhe morning Asighs
E Spreads her wings like Ba seagull
GFrom the mountain he's coming
DJudging his Atime
EAnd his eyes are the eyes Bof an eagle
GOh Zero she flies as Dthe morning Adies
E Spreads her wings like aB seagull
GFrom her window he watches her
DA man in his Atime
EBut his eyes are the eeDeyes of an Beagle
AB
6.
Paint By Numbers
Tom: AmAvançadoAm
G
F
C
E
G/E
Dm
A
B
Bb
D7
AmGFG
AmWhen all the Ghelp in the Fworld won't Gget you Amby G F G
AmWhen all the Gfriends that you Flean on Glet you Cdown
You'll wonder Ewhy
AmI see you Gthere with your Fpainting G/Ebox
And your Amoils and Gbrushes and your Fartist's sG/Emocks
CWhat'll you Dmdo if the FMuse gets Glost
When I'm Amgone?
Instrumental
AmGFG
AmYou painted Gme in the Fway you Gsaid you AmknewG F G
AmI don't beGlieve that I Fsaw myGself in Canything you Edrew
AmI say you Gnever quite Fcaught it G/Eright
AmYou say you Gsee me in a Fdifferent G/Elight
CWhat'll you Dmdo with your Fblack and Gwhite
When I'm AmgoneG F G Am G F
You paint by Anumbers
G I never Fnoticed it beEfore
You paint by Anumbers
G It's just a Fclosing of an Gopen door
CWhen you're looking Bround
You Bbwon't see me no Ammore
You Gpaint by Fnumbers
Instrumental
AmGFG
AmGFG
AmStaying Ghere in this Froom just Gmakes me AmpaleG F G
AmI never Greally could Ffit inGto your Cgeometric sEcale
AmI see you Gmeasure my Fprofile G/Eup
And you Ammix your Gpaints in a Fbroken G/Ecup
CWhat'll you Dmdo if the Fbrush gets sGtuck
When I'm AmgoneG F G Am G F
You paint by Anumbers
G I never Fnoticed it beEfore
You paint by Anumbers
G It's just a Fclosing of an Gopen door
CWhen you're looking Bround
You Bbwon't see me no Ammore
You Gpaint by Fnumbers
Instrumental
AmGFD7
AmGFD7
Am(repGeatF anGd fade)
7.
Red Toupee
Tom: DMédioD
E
Dbm
F
Esus4
DTo CatalEina on a fDbmishing Dboat
DWe call it EHenry DbmCisneroDs
DWe got no Emoney but we sDbmtay aflDoat
DThe jellEyfishes don't Dbmscare uDs
DYou're telling everEybody Dbmlife's a Dball
DToo many pEleasuresDbm to menDtion
DYou do a Ecartwheel in the sDbmhoppingD mall
DYou seem to get Etheir DbmattentiDon
In your Dred touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
Oh you got your Dred touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
DYou take your mEother to a Dbmbroadway Dplay
DIt keeps her Ewell out of DbmdangeDr
DYou're blowing bEubbles in the DbmmatineDe
DYou never looked Eany DbmstrangeDr
In your Dred touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
Oh you got your Dred touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
FPeople say that you're unusual
Esus4You just tell them they're confused
FIf only they were more like you
They'd Esus4brighten up their Eday
In your Dred touEpee
In your Dbmred toDupee
Oh they need a Dred touEpee
In your Dbmred toDupee
FPromenades in furs and laces
Esus4People put on airs and graces
FBedroom eyes in boardroom faces
Esus4Oh where will it Elead
DTo CatalEina on a fDbmishing Dboat
DWe call it EHenry DbmCisneroDs
DWe got no Emoney but we sDbmtay aflDoat
DThe jellEyfishes don't Dbmscare uDs
In your Dred touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
Oh they need a Dred touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
In your Dmauve touEpee
In a Dbmred toDupee
TurqDuoise toEupee
TurqDbmuoise toDupee
You got your gDreen toEupee
In a Dbmred D
In a Dbmred toDupee
DCerise Etoupee
In a Dbmred D
In a Dbmred toDupee
DWhy are you Ewearing that Dbmstrange tDoupee
8.
The Dark And The Rolling Sea
Tom: AmAvançadoAm
G
C
F
Dm
E
Em
Oh you slAmipped awGay from the Charbour sFide
In the mCorningG bright and cFlear Dm
And your sAmails were fiGlled with the rCising wFind
And you lauCghed for aEll to hFear Dm
But you neAmver glanced at the raGgged danCce
Of yourF lovers oDmn the quEmai G
Don't cAmall on thGem when the wiCnds rise hFigh
On the daCrk and the rGolling sFea. Dm
You sAmet your coGurse for the fCurthest shFores
And you nCeverG once looked bFack Dm
And the flAmag you fGlew was the piCrate croFss
On a fiCeld of vEelvet blFack. Dm
And those laAmndsmen who you but laGtely kCnew
Were leftF stranded Dmon the lEmea G
Don't cAmall on thGem when the stCorm clouds riFse
On the daCrk and the roGlling sFea. Dm
Oh I hAmave no neGed of a chCart or crFeed
You toCld yourG waiting crFew Dm
For the wiAmnds of chaGnce, they will bCear us strFaight
And you spCoke as thEough you knFew. Dm
So you paAmid no mind to the waGrning sCigns
As youF gave your woDmrds so frEmee G
Don't chaAmnge your taGck when the tiCmbers cFrack
On the dCark and and the rGolling sFea. Dm
Now the thAmunder rGails in the grCeat mainsFails
And the stCars desGert the skFies Dm
And the riAmgging strGains as the haCnds of raFin
Reach doCwn to waEsh your eFyes. Dm
And your oAmarsman stands with his kGnife in hCand
And hisF eyes spell mDmutinEmy G
Don't cAmall my nGame when your sChip goes doFwn
On the dCark and the roGlling sFea.Dm Am G Am
9.
Electric Los Angeles Sunset
Tom: AmCapo 5AvançadoAm
G
E7
F
C
Fmaj7
Cmaj7
Esus4
E
Em7
AmShots split the night, a bullet lGodged in his brain
He E7must have died instantly, he fFelt Gno pAmain
A crowd quickly gathered to the fGeast of the gun
E7Waiting for the ambulance and Fcops Gto cAmome
FHm mmm mmm Cmmm mmm mmm mGmm SE7irens wail in the conAmcrete
FHm mmm mmm mCmm mmm mmm mGmm
E7Electric Los Angeles Amsunset, the AmsunGset, the AmsunFset, Foh-oE7sus4-oh E7
AmHeadlight lit the faces by the taGbernacle door
GazE7ing at the bloodstains on the daFmp sGidewAmalk
As the croAmwd turned to go, a mGan was heard to say
"He mE7ust have had it comin' to him FanGywAmay"
FHm mmm mmm mCmm mmm mmm mGmm BE7lood wagon rolls through the drAmagnet
FHm mmm mmm mCmm mmm mmm mGmm
E7Electric Los Angeles Amsunset, the AmsunGset, the AmsunFset, Foh-oE7sus4-oh E7
Fmaj7Cadillacs roll through the Cmaj7smoggy perfume
The Fmaj7buildings are choking on oCmaj7xygen fumes
Fmaj7Evangelists praying in renCmaj7ted rooms, in the afteEsus4rnoon E
Am Which Gway do the Fsignposts reAmad
African eGyes in the sFunrise Am
The gates of the cGity are rFusted ovAmer and moFuldering E7
The viAmolence of the evening decGays into the night
While shE7adows press like moths against the nFeoGn liAmght
AmMovie queues diffuse into the CinGerama haze
While liE7bertines read pornozines in stFreet cGafesAm
FHm mmm mmm mCmm mmm mmm mGmm TE7he madman swings in the puAmlpit
FHm mmm mmm mCmm mmm mmm mGmm
E7Electric Los Angeles Amsunset, the AmsunGset, the AmsunFset, Foh-oE7sus4-oh E7
AmG
Em7GAm
10.
Year of the Cat
Tom: AmAvançadoAm7
D7
Cmaj7
Bm
Em
B
C
D
G
F
C/E
Am7D7
On a Cmaj7morning from a BmBogart moEmvie
in a Cmaj7country where they Bmturned back timEme
you go Cmaj7strolling through the cBmrowd like Em
Peter Lorre contemplAm7ating a crime. D7
She comes Cmaj7out of the sBmun in a silkEm dress
running like a Bwater color in the Emrain.
CDon't bother aBsking for Emexplanations.
She'll just Am7tell you that she came D
in the Year of the Cat.
INSTRUMENTAL: (repeat INTRO chords)
She Cmaj7doesn't give you Bmtime for quesEmtions
as she Cmaj7locks up you Bmarm in hers.Em
And you Cmaj7follow 'til your Bmsense of Em
which direction comAm7pletely disappears. D7
By the Cmaj7blue-tiled wBmalls near the Emmarket stalls
there's a Bhidden door she leads you Emto.
"TChese days," she sBays, "I feeEml my life just
like a Am7river running through D
the Year of the Cat."
INSTRUMENTAL: (repeat INTRO chords)
Well she Blooks at you so cooCly
and her eGyes shine like the mDoon
in the sea.
She comes in Bincense and pathchCouli
so you Gtake her to Ffind what's
C/Ewaiting inside D D7
the Year of the Cat.
INSTRUMENTAL: (repeat INTRO chords a few times)
acoustic/electric guitar solos, piano, sax, etc. (sweet stuff!)
Well Cmaj7morning comes andBm you're still withEm her
and the Cmaj7bus and the touBmrists are Emgone.
And you've tCmaj7hrown away your chBmoice and Em
lost your ticket so you Am7have to stay on. D7
But the dCmaj7rumbeat strainBms of the night Em
remain in the Brhythm of the newborn Cday.
You know sometBime you'reEm bound to leave her
but for Am7now you're gonna stay D
in the Year of the Cat.
INSTRUMENTAL: (repeat INTRO chords and fade)
piano riffs, sax, etc