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Band : Northern Lights, Southern Cross
1975

  1. Forbidden Fruit
  2. Hobo Jungle
  3. Ophelia
  4. Acadian Driftwood

  5. Ring Your Bell
  6. It Makes No Difference
  7. Jupiter Hollow
  8. Rags And Bones

Forbidden Fruit

A
Am
A
Am
A
D
A
A
D
A
High and lonesome out on Times Square Haven't got a dime, ain't got a prayer Deliver us, Lord, from this golden calf People only want what they cannot have
B
Forbidden fruit
D
E
A
D
A
That's the fruit that you'd better not taste
B
Forbidden fruit
D
E
A
D
A
You've got one life that you'd better not waste How can I walk with this ball and chain? How can I land in this hurricane? Or is this part of man's evolution To be torn between truth and illusion? Forbidden fruit That's the route that you'd better not take Forbidden fruit Just watch out for the sign of the snake
C
Bm
D
E
x2
Little brother got caught in the web He ran off to join the living dead Been through the mill, seen the cross on the hill He sold his soul just for a thrill Forbidden fruit In hot pursuit out on a limb Forbidden fruit Your whole world is closing in You got the picture but missed the drift About me workin' the graveyard shift I never went in for no burglary But there's a stranger inside of me Forbidden fruit Don't you shoot the whole works away Forbidden fruit It's too high of a price to pay
C
Bm
D
E
x2
Instrumental verse
C
Bm
D
E
Am
C
Bm
D
E
A
How can you hear with a bad connection? You can't see when there's no reception Keep your distance, don't fool with taboo 'Cause it'll overtake and undertake you Forbidden fruit That's the fruit that you'd better not taste Forbidden fruit You've got one life that you'd better not waste
C
Bm
D
E
x2
A
Am
A
Am

Hobo Jungle

C
G
F
Fm6
There was a chill that night in the hobo jungle
Am
Em7
Ebm7
Dm7
G7
Over the train yard lay a smooth coat of frost
C
G
F
Fm6
And although nobody here really knows where they're goin'
Am
Em7
Dm7
F
G7
C
At the very same time nobody's lost
C
G/c
F
Fm6/ab
Then the fire went out and the night grew still
Am
Em
Em7
Ebm7
Dm7
G7
This old man lay frozen on the cold, cold ground
C
G/c
F
Fm6/ab
He was a stray bird and the road was his callin'
Am
Em7
Dm7
Ridin' the rods
G7
F
C
Sleepin' under the stars
Am
Em7
Dm7
F
G7
C
Playin' the odds from a rollin' box car
C
G/c
F
Fm6/ab
She attended the funeral in the hobo jungle
Am
Em
Em7
Ebm7
Dm7
G7
Long were they lovers though never could they wed
C
G/c
F
Fm6/ab
Drifters and rounders and distant friends
Am
Em7
Dm7
Here I lie without anger or regret
F
G7
C
I'm in no one's debt
D
A/d
Man goes nowhere
G
Gm6/bb
Everything comes like tomorrow
Bm
F#m
F#m7
Fm7
Em7
A7
But she took that last ride there by his side
D
A/d
G
Gm6/bb
He spent his whole life pursuing the horizon
Bm
F#m7
Em7
Ridin' the rods
A7
G
D
Sleepin' under the stars
Bm
F#m7
Em7
G
A7
D
Playin' the odds from a rollin' box car

Ophelia

G
G7+
C
C
E7
Boards on the window, mail by the door
A7
D7
What would anybody leave so quickly for?
F
G7
C
A7
D7
G7
Ophelia, where have you gone?
C
E7
The old neighborhood, just ain't the same
A7
D7
Nobody knows just what became
F
G7
C
C7
D7
E
F
Of Ophelia, mmm, tell me, what went wrong?
C
Was it something that somebody said?
G7
C
C7
D7
E
F
Mama, I know we broke the rules
C
Was somebody up against the law?
G7
G7+
Honey, you know I'd die for you
C
E7
Ashes of laughter, the ghost is clear
A7
D7
Why do the best things always disappear
F
G7
C
A7
D7
G7
Like Ophelia? Please darken my door
Instrumental verse (both parts)
C
Was it something that somebody said?
G7
C
C7
D7
E
F
Mama, I know we broke the rules
C
Was somebody up against the law?
G7
G7+
Honey, you know I'd die for you
C
E7
They got your number, scared & running
A7
D7
But I'm still waiting for the second coming
F
G7
C
A7
D7
G7
G7+
Of Ophelia, mm hmm mm come back home hm mm
Instrumental verse, ending on
C

Acadian Driftwood

Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D)
Capo:
III
D 054000 Em7 002120 Dsus4 000100
G 020100 F#m 004340 Cmaj9 x32120
Bm 020020 Asus4 002300 Esus4 xx2322
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D
Asus4
The war was over and the spirit was broken
Bm
Cmaj9
Em7
The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew
D
Esus4
F#m
We stood on the cliffs, oh and watched the ships
G
Em7
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous They signed a treaty and our homes were taken Loved ones forsaken, they didn't give a damn Tryin' to raise a family, end up the enemy Over what went down on the Plains of Abraham
D
G
Em7
Asus4
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind
Bm
Asus4
G
Em7
They call my home the land of snow
D
G
Em7
Asus4
Canadian cold front, movin' in
G
D
G
Em7
D
What a way to ride, oh what a way to go Then some returned to the motherland The High Command had them cast away And some stayed on to finish what they started They never parted, they're just built that way We had kin livin' south of the border They're a little older and they've been around They wrote a letter "life is a whole lot better So pull up your stakes, children and come on down" Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind They call my home the land of snow Canadian cold front, movin' in What a way to ride, oh what a way to go Fifteen under zero when the day became a threat My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone Been out ice fishing, hmm-hmm, too much repetition Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known Sailing out of the gulf headin' for Saint Pierre Nothin' to declare; All we had was gone Broke down along the coast, oh, but what hurt the most When the people there said "You'd better keep movin' on" Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind They call my home the land of snow Canadian cold front, movin' in What a way to ride, oh what a way to go Everlasting summer filled with ill content This government had us walkin' in chains This isn't my turf, this ain't my season Can't think of one good reason to remain We worked in the sugar fields up from New Orleans It was ever green up until the floods You could call it an omen, points you where you're goin' Set my compass North, I got winter in my blood Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind They call my home the land of snow Canadian cold front, movin' in What a way to ride, oh what a way to go
D
Dsus4
D
Em7
Sais tu, Acadie, j'ai le mal du pays
Ta neige, Acadie, fait des larmes au solei
J'arrive, Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh...

Ring Your Bell

Ring your bell, change your number Run like hell, you can't hide from thunder, oh no Ring your bell, get in the wind You and me gonna make some medicine Run that rebel across the tracks With the Mounties on his trail He was taught, don't get caught at the mercy of the man Land in jail Meet me, madam, on the high road We gonna blow the man down I've been totin' a heavy load and I'm rarin' to clown Mess around Ring your bell, shake your tower Pump your well, turn on your power I'm gonna ring your bell, slide on in You and me gonna make some medicine Smoky bars and souped-up cars Where we drowned all sorrow Renegade woman, love me like there's no tomorrow Left to borrow Bloodhounds comb the back streets With the ramrod close behind Ask for justice, you gonna find my ass across That border line Ring your bell, sound the chimes Open up your shell, get on the line Come on, ring your bell, gimme some skin You and me gonna make some medicine

It Makes No Difference

Capo:
III
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G
Em7
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C
D
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G
C
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G
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C
G/b
It makes no difference where I turn
Em
G/d
Am7
I can't get over you and the flame still burns
C
G/b
It makes no difference night or day
Em
G/d
Am7
D
The shadow never seems to fade away
G
Em7
C
D
G
C
G
And the sun don't shine anymore
G
Em7
C
D
G
C
G
And the rains fall down on my door
G
Dm
Now there's no love as true as the love
C
A7
That dies untold
G
Em7
C
D
G
C
G
But the clouds never hung so low before It makes no difference how far I go Like a scar, the hurt will always show It makes no difference who I meet They're just a face in the crowd on a dead-end street And the sun don't shine anymore And the rains fall down on my door These old love letters, well, I just can't keep 'Cause like the gambler says, read 'em and weep And the dawn don't rescue me no more
D
Bm
Without your love I'm nothing at all
C
Am
Like an empty hall it's a lonely fall
D
Bm
Since you've gone it's a losing battle
C
Am
D
Stampeding cattle, they rattle the walls And the sun don't shine anymore And the rains fall down on my door Well, I love you so much, it's all I can do Just to keep myself from telling you That I never felt so alone before

Jupiter Hollow

Jupiter Hollow, Northern Lights Cast a glow through the window late last night I went to follow through the sycamore When I found myself in a place I'd never been before There was a unicorn and a dragon queen Beneath the burgundy sky I saw an old soldier singin' a love song He had the distance in his eye Livin' in another world Livin' in another time Like a comet I was hurled Oh, oh, livin' in another world Jupiter Hollow, so far, so near Like a time machine, take you out to a different year Phoebus Apollo played on his lyre While we danced to the music of the sphere And as the moon went down and the sun came up With the Mercury risin' too 'Twas then the prophet said the secret of the dead I'll whisper it to you Livin' in another world Livin' in another time Like a comet I was hurled Oh, oh, livin' in another world Jupiter Hollow in the midnight sun Well, no man of dreams was ever more outdone Where the swallows circle over head And Muses gather by the river of the tears we shed Just like a pioneer in the new frontier I don't know where to begin Because nobody cares when a man goes mad And tries to free the ghost within Livin' in another world Livin' in another time Like a comet I was hurled Oh, oh, livin' in another world

Rags And Bones

Catch a taxi to the fountainhead Blinking neon penny arcade A young Caruso on the fire escape Painted faced ladies on parade The newsboy on the corner Singing out headlines And a fiddler selling pencils The sign reads "help the blind" Comin' up the lane callin' Workin' while the rain's fallin' Ragman, your song of the street Keeps haunting my memory Music in the air I hear it everywhere Rags, bones and old city songs Hear them, how they talk to me Trolley car rings out the morning Whistle blows at noon A cat fight breaks open the night While the watch dogs bay at the moon A preacher on an orange crate With a Salvation Army Band And clicking along the cobbled stones That's the sound of the ice cream man Comin' up the lane callin' Workin' while the rain's fallin' Ragman, your song of the street Keeps haunting my memory Music in the air I hear it everywhere Rags, bones and old city songs Hear them, how they talk to me The organ grinder and his monkey Still walkin' the same old beat The shoe-shine boy slappin' leather He puts the rhythm in your feet Strollin' by the churchyard Listenin' to the Sunday choir With voices rising to the heavens Like sirens screaming to a fire Comin' up to the lane callin' Workin' while the rain's fallin' Ragman, your song of the street Keeps haunting my memory Music in the air I hear it everywhere Rags, bones and old city songs Play them one more time for me