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‘A Murder of One’

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I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows …


TABBED BY: el sancco (sancco@hotmail.com)
NOTE: CAPO 4th FRET

INTRO:
|D |Dsus2 |G | Gmaj7|

|D |Dsus2 |G | Gmaj7|

VERSE:
A
Blue morning, Blue morning
G
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone
A
Curiosity, Kitten,
G
Doesn’t have to mean you’re on your own
A
You can look outside your window
G
He doesn’t have to know
A
We can talk awhile, baby
G
We can take it nice and slow

CHORUS:
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

VERSE:
A
Are you happy when you’re sleeping?
G
Does he keep you safe and warm?
A
Does he tell you when you’re sorry?
G
Does he tell you when you’re wrong?
A
I’ve been watching you for hours
G
It’s been years since we were born
A
We were perfect when we started
G
I’ve been wondering where we’ve gone

CHORUS:
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

BRIDGE:
A G
I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow
A G
Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows
A G
One for sorrow Two for joy, Three for girls and four for boys
A G
Five for silver Six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told
A
There’s a bird that nests inside you
G
Sleeping underneath your skin
A
When you open up your wings to speak
G
I wish you’d let me in

CHORUS:
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7
All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

Open up your eyes
You can see the flames flames flames of your wasted life
You should be ashamed
You don’t want to waste your life baby
You don’t want to waste your life now darling
You don’t want to waste your life baby
You don’t want to waste your life now darling
You don’t want to waste your life now babe
I said you don’t want to waste your life now darling
You don’t want to waste your life now baby
You don’t want to waste your life now darling
Change, change, change

D G
Change, change, change
D G
Change, change, change

D
I walk along these hillsides In the summer ‘neath the sunshine
G
I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me

e|————————-|
B|—2-3—–2-3—–2-3—|
G|-2——-2——-2——-| THIS RIFF IS REPEATED THROUGHOUT

D G REPEAT
Change, change, change AS NECESSARY

CHORDS:
——-
D Dsus2 G Gmaj7 A
e|–2—-0—-3—-2—-0–|
B|–3—-3—-3—-3—-2–|
G|–2—-2—-0—-0—-2–|
D|–0—-0—-0—-0—-2–|
A|————x—-x—-0–|
E|————3—-3——-|

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Transcribed By SANCCO (sancco@hotmail.com)
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‘Raining in Baltimore’ lyrics

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Three thousand five hundred miles away, but what would you change if you could? …


This circus is falling down on its knees
The big top is crumbling down
It’s raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
Where you should be, no one’s around

I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call

These train conversations are passing me by
And I don’t have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way

I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat

And I get no answers
And I don’t get no change
It’s raining in Baltimore, baby
But everything else is the same
There’s things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?

I need a phone call Maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train baby if I listen real hard
And I wish it was a small world
Because I’m lonely for the big towns
I’d like to hear a little guitar
I guess it’s time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat

‘Ghost Train’

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“Remember everything,” she said, “when only memories remain” …


Intro: |Dm |Dm Dm/F |Dm |Dm Dm/G |

Dm

I took the cannonball down to the ocean
Across the desert from sea to shining sea
I rode a ladder that climbs across the nation C/G
Fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me

Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
“How do you do?”
C/G Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
She said, “Hey, how do you do?”

Dm
She buys a ticket cause it’s cold where she comes from
She climbs aboard because she’s scared of getting older in the snow
Love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness C/G
Hold on to me darling I’ve got nowhere else to go

Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
“How do you do?”
C/G Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
She said, “Hey, how do you do?” hey…

|Fmaj9 |C/G |Am |Am |
Yeah.
|Fmaj9 |C/G |Am |Am |
|Fmaj9 |C/G |Am |Am |
|Fmaj9 |C/G |Am |Am |D G ….

Dm
I took the cannonball down to the ocean
Watched the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves
Love is a ghost train howling on the radio C/G
“Remember everything.” she said, “when only memory remains.”

Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
“How do you do?”
C/G Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9 C/G
She said, “Hey, how do you do?”
Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
“How do you do?”
C/G Fmaj9 Em7 Fmaj9
She said, “Hey, how do you do?”

Chords used: Dm xx0231 C/G 332010 Fmaj9 133010
Em7 022030 Am x02210


Took the cannonball down to the ocean
Across the desert from the sea to shining sea
I rode a ladder that climbed across the nation
Fifty million feet of earth between the buried and me

“How do you do?”
She said “Hey, how do you do?”

She buys a ticket cause it’s cold were she comes from
She climbs aboard because she’s scared of getting older in the snow
Love is a ghost train rumbling through the darkness
Hold on to me darling I got no where else to go

“How do you do?”
She said “Hey, how do you do?”

I took the cannonball down to the ocean
Watch the diesel disappear beneath the tumbling waves
Love is a ghost train howling on the radio
“Remember everything,” she said, “when only memories remain”

“How do you do?”
She said “Hey, how do you do?”

‘Sullivan Street’ lyrics

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I’m just another rider burned to the ground …


Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street
Cross the water and home through the town
Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet
Pretty soon now I won’t come around

I’m almost drowning in her sea
She’s nearly fallen to her knees

Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street
Where all the bodies hang on the air
If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet
Either way now, I don’t really care
Cause I’m gone from there

I’m almost drowning in her sea
She’s nearly crawling on her knees
She’s down on her knees

Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street
Where I’m just another rider burned to the ground
Come tumbling down

I’m almost drowning in her sea
She’s nearly crawling on her knees
It’s almost everything I need
I’m down on my knees
I’m down on my knees

‘Rain King’ lyrics

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Render up my body into the burning heart of God in the belly of a black-winged bird …


When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird
I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers
And all other instruments of faith and sex and God
In the belly of a black-winged bird.
Don’t try to feed me
I’ve been here before
And I deserve a little more

I belong in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been crying and I’ve been thinking
And I am the Rain King

And I said mama, mama, mama, why am I so alone
I can’t go outside
I’m scared I might not make it home
I’m alive, I’m alive
But I’m sinking in
If there’s anyone at home at your place, darling
Why don’t you invite me in?
Don’t try to bleed me
I’ve been there before
And I deserve a little more

I belong in the service of the Queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been lying and I’ve been sinking
And I am the Rain King

Hey, I only want the same as anyone
Henderson is waiting for the sun
Oh, it seems night endlessly begins and ends
After all the dreaming I come home again
When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird
I think of dying
Lay me down in a field of flame and heather
Render up my body into the burning heart of God
In the belly of a black-winged bird
Don’t try to bleed me
I’ve been here before
And I deserve a little more
I belong in the service of the queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been dying and I’ve been drinking
And I am the Rain King

‘Time and Time Again’ lyrics

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I wanted to see you walking away from me without the sensation of you leaving me alone …


I wanted so badly somebody other than me
Staring back at me
But you were gone gone gone
I wanted to see you walking backwards
And get the sensation of you coming home
I wanted to see you walking away from me
Without the sensation of you leaving me alone

Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
I can’t please myself

I wanted the ocean to cover over me
I wanna sink slowly without getting wet
Maybe someday, I won’t be so lonely
And I’ll walk on water every chance I get

Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
I can’t please myself

So when are you coming home sweet angel?
You leaving me alone? All alone?
Well if I’m drowning darling, you’ll come down this way on your own
I wish I was traveling on a freeway
Beneath this graveyard western sky
I’m gonna set fire to this city
And out into the desert we’re gonna ride

Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
I can’t please myself
And I can’t please nobody else
Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time and time and time again
I can’t please myself. no no no no

‘Perfect Blue Buildings’

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In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle of these lives which are completely meaningless …


From: ken@cloudbusting.apple.com (Ken McLeod)

Intro pattern (repeat 2x)**

Dm
E|——————–1———| **also play at end of first chorus
B|——————3—3—-3–|
G|—————2———2—-|
D|–0-(let ring)—————-|
A|——————————|
E|——————————|

Dm C Bb
Just down the street from your hotel, baby
Dm C Bb
I stay at home with my disease
Dm C Bb
And ain’t this position familiar, darling
Dm C Bb
Well, all monkeys do what they see
Gm Bb
Help me stay awake, I’m falling…

Down on Virginia and La Loma
Where I got friends who’ll care for me
You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted
I got an attitude of need
Help me stay awake, I’m falling…

CHORUS:
F C Bb
Asleep in perfect blue buildings
F C Bb
Beside the green apple sea
F C Bb
Gonna get me a little oblivion, baby
F C Bb 1.| Dm** 2.| F
Try to keep myself away from | me | (myself and) me

It’s 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday
It doesn’t get much worse than this
In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle
of these lives which are completely meaningless
Help me stay awake, I’m falling…

(CHORUS)

I got bones beneath my skin, and mister…
There’s a skeleton in every man’s house
Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody
There’s a dead man trying to get out
Please help me stay awake, I’m falling…

(CHORUS)

‘Mr. Jones’

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We all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful …


Tabbed by: Bt3883@aol.com

C x32010
Am x02210
F x33211
Dm x00231
G 320003

(*) The following fill is used at a few points in the song, marked with an asterisk.

G Am
————|————
—-0-1-0—|————
———-0-|-2———-
————|————
————|————
————|————

Intro:
Am F Dm G Am F G G
Sha la la la la la la uh huh…

Am F Dm G
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Am F G
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
Am F Dm G
She dances while his father plays guitar. She’s suddenly beautiful
Am F G
We all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful

Am F
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Dm G Am F G *
Sha la la la la la la la yeah uh huh…
Am F Dm G
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Am F G
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Am F Dm G
Believe in me. Help me believe in anything
Am F G
‘Cause I want to be someone who believes

C F G
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
C F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
“She’s looking at you. Ah, no, no, she’s looking at me.”

C F G
Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo
C F G
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

Am F Dm G
I will paint my picture. Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
Am F G
All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
Am F Dm G *
(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday
Am F G
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

C F G
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
C F
Stare at the beautiful women
G
“She’s looking at you. Uh, I don’t think so. She’s looking at me.”
C F G
Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar
C F G Am
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely

Am
I will never be lonely
G
I will never be lonely

Am F
I want to be a lion. Everybody wants to pass as cats
Am G
We All want to be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that.
Am F
Believe in me because I don’t believe in anything
Am G
And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe.

C F G
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
C F
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G
“She’s perfect for you, man, there’s got to be somebody for me.”
C F
I want to be Bob Dylan
G
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
C F G
When everybody loves you, son, that’s just about as funky as you can be.

C F G
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
C F G
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me.
C F G
We all want to be big stars, but we don’t know why, and we don’t know how.
C F G
But when everybody loves me, I’m going to be just about as happy as I can be.
C F G
Mr. Jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars …

‘Omaha’

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It's the heart that matters more ...

From: btobin@infinet.com (Bruce S. Tobin)

These chords were figured out by Matt Fleming.
Intro:
F#m          E           F#m          D
F#m                    C#m
     Start tearing the old man down
    E                    Bm                    F#m
Run past the heather and down to the old road
                  C#m                    D
Start turning the grain into the ground
                      F#m
Roll a new leaf over
       C#m                            E
In the middle of the night there's an old man
          Bm
Treading around in the gathered rain
F#m                       C#m            E
Hey mister if you want to walk on water
                         A
Would you drop a line my way

Chorus:
    E        F#m
 Omaha
             D
Somewhere in middle America
A                E                 D
Get right to the heart of matters
                            A         E
It's the heart that matters more
                     F#m              B              D
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
                                  A                  D
And leave your money right at the door
A            D

Start threading a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turning the wool across the wire
Roll a new life over
In the middle of the night there's an old man
Threading his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister you don't want to walk on water
Cause you're only going to walk all over me

Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door

Start running the banner down
Drop past the color come up through the summer rain
Start turning the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day  there's a young man
Rolling around in the earth and rain
Hey mister if you're going to walk on water, you know
You're only going to walk all over me

Omaha
Somewhere in middle America
Get right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you'd better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Ooooh said Omaha
It's Sunday morning
I'm coming home today.

‘Round Here’

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Round here we’re carving out our names …


From: ken@cloudbusting.apple.com (Ken McLeod)
Intro & verse riff

E|—–5-p3—–5-p3—–3—|
B|—3——–3——–3—–|
G|—————————|

or

E|—–5——–5————|
B|——-8——–8——8—|
G|—7——–7——–7—–|

G (riff)
Step out ..
into the …
And in ..
of the crumbling …
I walk in ..
Where? ..
Maria says ..
Why? ..

C D Em G/D
Round here …
C D Em G/D
Round here …

G (riff)

verse 2

C D Em G/D
Round here ..
C D Em G/D
Round here ..
C D
Round here ..
Em G/D
But we sacrifice …
C D Em A D A
Round here … / / Oh…

G/D D A G/D D A
Sleeping children ..
G/D D A G/D D
Mama’s little …

G (riff)

verse 3

C D Em G/D
Round here ..
C D Em G/D
Round here ..
C D
Round here …
Em G/D
Nobody makes ..
C D Em G/D
Round here we …

C D Em G/D
I can’t see ..
C D
You catch …
Em G/D
Will you catch ..

G (riff)
I said I’m ..
I’m innocent, ..
I can’t …

CHORDS: C x32010 G 320003 D xx0232
Em 022000 G/D 320033 A x02220

Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where? I don’t know
Maria says she’s dying
Through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don’t know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she’d like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she’s walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says she’s close to understanding Jesus
She knows she’s more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she’s nervous

Round here we’re carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she’s slipping through my hands

Sleeping children better run like the wind
out of the lightning dream
Mama’s little baby better get herself in
out of the lightning
She says “it’s only in my head”
She says “Shhh I know it’s only in my head”
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says “Man you should try to take a shot
Can’t you see my walls are crumbling?”
Then she looks up at the building
Says she’s thinking of jumping
She says she’s tired of life
She must be tired of something

Round here she’s always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here we’re never sent to bed early
and nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can’t see nothing.. nothing round here
Will you catch if I’m falling
Will you catch me if I’m falling
Will you catch me cause I’m falling down on you
I said I’m under the gun around here
I’m innocent I’m under the gun around here
And I can’t see nothing
Nothing round here