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C

F/c

C

F/c

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C

F/c

C

F/c

Blue jean baby, LA lady

C

F/a

G/b

Seamstress for the band

C

F/c

C

F/c

Pretty eyed, pirate smile

C

F/a

G

You'll marry a music man

F

Em7

Am7

D/f#

Ballerina, you must have seen her

Dm7

E7

Am

G7

Dancing in the sand

C

F/c

C

F/c

Now she's in me, always with me

C

G

F

Em

Dm7

Tiny dancer, in my hand Jesus freaks out in the street Handing tickets out for god Turning back, she just laughs The boulevard is not that bad Piano man he makes his stand In their auditorium Looking on, she sings the songs The words she knows, the tune she hums

Ab

Bb

But oh how it feels so real

Gm

Cm

(

Bb

) Lying here with no one near

Ab

Bb

Only you, and you can hear me

Bdim

G/d

(

Em

) When I say softly, slowly

F

C/e

Dm

Em

Hold me closer tiny dancer

F

C/e

G/a

(

Em

) Count the headlights on the highway

F

C/e

Dm

Em

Lay me down in sheets of linen

F

C/e

G/a

You had a busy day today

F/a

G/a

C

C

F/c

Blue jean baby, LA lady Seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile You'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her Dancing in the sand But oh how it feels so real... Hold me closer tiny dancer... Hold me closer tiny dancer...

F

Bb/f

F

Levon wears his war wound like a crown

Bb

F

He calls his child Jesus

C/e

Dm

'Cause he likes the name

Am

Bb

Gm7

And he sends him to the finest school in town

F

Bb/f

F

Levon, Levon likes his money

Bb

F

He makes a lot they say

C/e

Dm

Spend his days counting

Am

Bb

Gm7

In a garage by the motorway

Am

Dm7

Bb

He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas day

F/a

Gm7

When the New York Times said God is dead

F

And the war's begun

Bb

F/a

Gm7

Alvin Tostig has a son today

Bb

And he shall be Levon

F/a

And he shall be a good man

Bb

And he shall be Levon

F/a

In tradition with the family plan

Bb

And he shall be Levon

F/a

And he shall be a good man

Bb

C7sus4

C

F

Bb/f

F

Bb/f

He shall be Levon Levon sells cartoon balloons in town His family business thrives Jesus blows up balloons all day Sits on the porch swing watching them fly And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus Leaving Levon far behind Take a balloon and go sailing While Levon, Levon slowly dies And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon In tradition with the family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon

C7/e

F

Has anybody here seen Razor Face?

Am

Dm

E7

Ebm

I heard he's back looking for a place to lay down

Dm

Em7

Must be getting on

F

Am

C7/g

F

Needs a man who's young to walk him round

C/e

F

Am7

Needs a man who's young to walk him round

C6/e

F

Oh it must be hard for the likes of you

Am

Dm

Em

To get by in a world that you just can't see through

Ebm

Em7

And it looks so cold

F

Am

Cm7/g

C9/g

F

How does it feel to know you can't go home

C/e

F

Am7

How does it feel to know you can't go home

G

G7/f

C/e

F

Come on Razor Face my old friend

G

G7/f

C/e

F

I'll meet you down by the truck stop inn

Am

C7/g

With a bottle of booze in the back of my car

F

F#m

You're a song on the lips of an aging star

C/e

F

Razor Face, oh amazing grace

C/e

F

Protects you like a glove

Am

Dm

And I'll never learn the reason why

Bb

F

I love your Razor Face

C7/e

F

Has anybody here seen Razor Face?

Am

Dm

E7

Ebm

I heard he's back looking for a place to lay down

Dm

Em7

Must be getting on

F

Am

C7/g

F

Needs a man who's young to walk him round

C/e

F

Am7

Needs a man who's young to walk him round Come on Razor Face my old friend I'll meet you down by the truck stop inn With a bottle of booze in the back of my car You're a song on the lips of an aging star Razor Face, oh amazing grace Protects you like a glove And I'll never learn the reason why I love your Razor Face

Am

G

Am

G

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

Am/g

F

C/e

D/f#

I can see very well, there's a boat on the reef with a broken back

F

G

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

C/g

D

And I can see it very well

Am

G

F

There's a joke and I know it very well

C/e

D/f#

It's one of those that I told you long ago

Am7

G

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

C/g

D

Take my word I'm a madman don't you know

Am

G

F

Once a fool had a good part in the play

C/e

D/f#

If it's so would I still be here today?

F

G

Am

It's quite the cuter in a funny sort of way

F

G

Am

They think it's very funny, everything I say

C

G/b

Esus4

E

Get a load of him he's so insane

Am

C

Dm

F

G

Am

Better get your coat dear it looks like rain

C

Dm

Am7/f

G

Am

We'll come again next Thursday afternoon

C

Dm

Am7

G

Am

G

The in-laws hope they'll see you very soon

F

E

But is it in your conscience that you're after

Am

C

F

G

Am

Another glimpse of the madman across the water

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

Am

G

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

F

C/e

D/f#

I can see very well, there's a boat on the reef with a broken back

F

G

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

C/g

D

And I can see it very well

Am

G

F

There's a joke and I know it very well

C/e

D/f#

It's one of those that I told you long ago

Am7

G

Am

G

C/g

D

Am

G

C/g

D

Take my word I'm a madman don't you know

F

G

Am

G

The ground's a long way down, but I need more

F

E

Is the nightmare black or are the windows painted

Am

C

Dm

Will they come again next week?

F

G

A

Can my mind really take it?

C

Dm

Am7/f

G

Am

We'll come again next Thursday afternoon

C

Dm

Am7

G

Am

G

The in-laws hope they'll see you very soon

F

E

But is it in your conscience that you're after

Am

C

F

G

Am

Another glimpse of the madman across the water

| As I awoke this evening with the smell of wood smoke clinging Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted teepee Oh I went to see my chieftain with my war lance and my woman For he told us that the yellow moon would very soon be leaving

Ebm

Ebm9

This I can't believe I said, I can't believe our warlord's dead

Ebm9

Abm/eb

Ebm9

Oh he would not leave the chosen ones to the buzzards and the soldiers guns

Ebm

Ebm9

Oh great father of the Iroquois ever since I was young

Ebm9

Abm/eb

Ebm9

I've read the writing of the smoke and breast fed on the sound of drums

Ebm

Ebm9

I've learned to hurl the tomahawk and ride a painted pony wild

Ebm9

Abm/eb

Ebm9

To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine

Ebm

Ebm9

And now you ask that I should watch the red man's race be slowly crushed

Ebm9

Abm/eb

Ebm9

What kind of words are these to hear from Yellow Dog whom white man fears | ( )

G

Bm/f#

Em

G/d

C

Am/d

Em

D

I take only what is mine Lord, my pony, my squaw, and my child

G

Bm/f#

Em

G/d

C

Am/d

Em

D

I can't stay to see you die along with my tribe's pride

Am7

D

G

C/g

I go to search for the yellow moon and the fathers of our sons

Em7

Am7

G

F6/9

Am

G

C

Where the red sun sinks in the hills of gold and the healing waters run

G

Bm/f#

Em

G/d

C

Am/d

Em

D

Trampling down the prairie rose leaving hoof tracks in the sand

G

Bm/f#

Em

G/d

C

Am/d

Em

D

Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands

Am7

D

G

C/g

I heard from passing renegades Geronimo was dead

Em7

Am7

Gsus4

F6/9

He'd been laying down his weapons

Am7

Bm7

Em

(

Em7/d

Cmaj7

)

Em

When they filled him full of lead.....................

Em

G/d

C

G/b

Now there seems no reason why I should carry on

Am7

G/b

C

D

In this land that once was my land I can't find a home

Em

G/d

C

G/b

It's lonely and it's quiet and the horse soldiers are coming

Am

G/b

C

D

And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running

Em

G/d

C

G/b

For soon I'll find the yellow moon along with my loved ones

Am

G/b

C

D

Where the buffalos graze in clover fields without the sound of guns

Em

G/d

C

G/b

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold

Am

G/b

C

Em

(

Em7/d

Cmaj7

)

Em

And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole.................