John Cale : Paris 1919

F

Gm

Am

Bb

F

Fmaj7/a

Dm

Dm7

With mistletoe and candle green

Bb

Bb/a

Gm

/a

/bb

C

To Halloween we go

F

Fmaj7/a

Dm

Dm7

Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship

Bb

Bb/a

Gm

/a

/bb

C

Lends comedy to shame

Bb

F

Bb

F

The cattle graze bold uprightly

Bb

Am

Gm

F

Seducing down the door

Bb

F

Bb

F

To saddle swords and meeting place

Bb

Fmaj7/a

C

Bb

Am

Gm

We have no place to go Then wearily the footsteps worked The hallelujah crowds Too late but wait the long legged bait Tripped uselessly around Sebastopol Adrianapolis The prayers of all combined Take down the flags of ownership The walls are falling down A belt to hold Columbus too, perimeters of nails Perceived the Mamma's golden touch Good neighbours were we all

C

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Am7

|

C/g

|

Am7

C/g

Am7

If the sashaying of gentlemen

C/g

Am7

Gives you grievance now and then

C/g

Am7

F

Dm

What's needed are some memories of planing lakes

F

G

Those planing lakes will surely calm you down

C

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Am7

|

C/g

|

Am7

C/g

Am7

Nothing frightens me more

C/g

Am7

Than religion at my door

C/g

Am7

F

Dm

G

I never answer panic knocking, falling down the stairs upon the law

F

What law?

F

C

There's a law for everything

F

C

For elephants that sing to feed

F

C

G

The cows that agriculture won't allow

F

Hanky Panky nohow

C

Hanky Panky nohow

F

Hanky Panky nohow, aa-aa-oh

C

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Am7

|

C/g

|

Am7

|

C/g

|

Am7

There's a name for everything And for elephants that sing to feed The cows that agriculture won't allow Hanky Panky nohow Hanky Panky nohow Hanky Panky nohow, aa-aa-oh

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Am

. .

Am7

|

x4

Am

Old Taylor said

F

C

G

Old Taylor meant to cry, oh my Field Marshall meant Field Marshall went away again

F

Cmaj7

Watch out below; the tides

F

Cmaj7

Lean heavily like wine

F

C

G

(

Am

) We are all innocent in spite of you and me |

Am

/e

/d

/g

|

x4

Am

Then Martha went

F

C

G

Yes Martha went away again Down in Transvaal Where crocodiles and men fight on

F

Cmaj7

They would have played all night

F

Cmaj7

Even with loaded dice

F

C

G

(

Am

) It's gold that eats the heart away and leaves the bones to dry |

Am

| | |

E

E7

|

F

Em

| |

Am

| | |

C

F

|

Em

Dm

| |

C

|

G

|

Am

Segovia watched

F

C

G

Gendarmerie and all, that's all The radio man Amanda did you choose your tune

F

Cmaj7

She walked away in time

F

Cmaj7

She walked a crooked line

F

C

G

(

Am

) So gracefully she turned her head and smiled away |

Am

/e

/d

/g

| ...

Capo:

III

|

D

. . . |

G

. . . |

x2

|

D

. .

A

|

G

. .

A

|

x2

D

G

Andalucia, when can I see you?

D

G

When it is snowing out again?

D

G

Farmer John wants you, louder and softer

D

G

Closer and nearer, then again

G

A

Needing you Taking you Keeping you Leaving you

G

A

G

A

In a year and a day to be sure

G

A

G

A

That your face doesn't alter, your words never falter

G

Gmaj7

D

I love you |

D

. . . |

G

. . . |

x2

D

G

I'll be here waiting, later and later

D

G

Hoping the night will go away

D

G

Andalucia, castles and Christians

D

G

Andalucia come to stay

G

A

You were lost Once before On a day Much like this

G

A

G

A

When you'd made up your mind not to come

G

A

G

A

And I couldn't persuade you or wait till tomorrow

G

Gmaj7

D

Or pass the time |

D

. . . |

G

. . . |

x2

Repeat 1st verse

E

A

Welcome home Macbeth, it's been a long, long time

G#m

C#m

G#m

And everyone knows you're here

F#m

B

F#m

E

It's easy to see they care

E

A

Banquo's been and gone, he's seen it all before

G#m

C#m

G#m

He took it and then he did walk it

F#m

B

F#m

E

He shook it and then he did rock it

F#m

E

And you know it's true

F#m

E

You never saw things quite that way

F#m

E

She knew it all

F#m

B

And made you see things all her way

E

Bm7

A

Somebody knows for sure

E

Bm7

A

It's gotta be me or it's gotta be you

E

Bm7

A

Come on along and tell me it's alright now

Am7

E

It's alright now, it's alright now, it's alright by me!

E

A

Alas for poor Macbeth, he found a shallow grave

G#m

C#m

G#m

But better than a painful death

F#m

B

F#m

E

And quicker than his dying breath

F#m

E

And you know it's true

F#m

E

You never saw things quite that way

F#m

E

She knew it all

F#m

B

And made you see things all her way

E

Bm7

A

Somebody knows for sure

E

Bm7

A

It's gotta be me or it's gotta be you

E

Bm7

A

Come on along and tell me it's alright now

Am7

E

It's alright now, it's alright now, it's alright by me!

C

. .

/c

/d

Eb

/d

/bb

C

. . .

/g

Ab

Bb

/bb

/b

C

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D|----------0--|-1--0--0----|-----------|--------------|----|--

A|-3-----3-----|----------1-|-3---------|----1---1--2--|-3--|--

E|-------------|------------|---------3-|-4------------|----|--

C

G/b

F/a

G11

She makes me so unsure of myself

C

G/b

F/a

G11

Standing there but never talking sense

F

C/e

Just a visitor you see

F

C/e

So much wanting to be seen

F

C/e

G11/d

/f

/g

She'd open up the door and vaguely carry us away It's the customary thing to say or do To a disappointed proud man in his grief And on Fridays she'd be there And on Wednesday not at all Just casually appearing from the clock across the hall

C

G/b

F/a

G11

You're a ghost la la la la la la la la la

C

G/b

F/a

G11

You're a ghost la la la la la la la la la

F

C/e

I'm in the church and I've come

F

C/e

To claim you with my iron drum

Eb

Bb/d

Bbm/db

C

La la la la la la la la la la The continent's just fallen in disgrace William William William Rogers put it in its place Blood and tears from old Japan Caravans and lots of jam And maids of honour singing, crying, singing tediously You're a ghost la la la You're a ghost I'm the bishop and I've come To claim you with my iron drum La la la la la la Efficiency, efficiency they say Get to know the date and tell the time of day As the crowds begin complaining How the Beaujolais is raining Down on darkened meetings on the Champs Elysee

G

C

G

You're having tea with Graham Greene

C

G

D

In a coloured costume of your choice

G

C

G

And you'll be held in high esteem

A

D

If you're seen in between

C

G

Stiffly holding umbrellas

C

G

Catching the fellows making the toast

C

G

To the civil servant Carruthers

A

D

Making the others worser than most You're making small talk now with the Queen And the elegant ladies in waiting You're very nervous they can all tell Pretty well they can tell So save yourselves for the hounds of hell They can have you all to themselves Since the fashion now is to give away All the things you love so well

G

Bm

C

D

Oh, welcome back to Chipping and Sodbury

G

Bm

C

D

You can have another chance

G

Bm

C

D

It must all seem like second nature

C

G

Chopping down the people where they stand According to the latest score Mr Enoch Powell is a falling star So in future please bear in mind Don't see clear don't see far When the average social director Mistook a passenger for the conductor So shocking see the old Church of E Looking down on you and me So welcome back to Chipping and Sodbury You can have another chance It must all seem like second nature Chopping down the people where they stand

D

A

G

I suppose I'm glad I'm on this train, and it's long

D

Somewhere between Dunkirk and Paris

D

A

G

Most people here are still asleep, but I'm awake

A

D

Looking out from here, at half-past France

D

A

G

Things are much different here than Norway, not so cold

D

Wonder when we'll be in Dundee?

A

G

Old Hollweg knows his way around, he's no fool

D

Wish I'd get to see my son again

A

G

A

G

But from here on it's got to be

A

G

A

G

A simple case of them or me

A

G

A

If they're alive then I am dead

G

Em

Pray God and eat your daily bread, take your time

D

A

We're so far away, floating in this bay

D

A

G

D

We're so far away, from home, where we belong

D

A

G

I'm not afraid now of the dark, anymore

D

And many mountains now are molehills

D

A

G

Back in Berlin they're all well fed, and I don't care

D

People always bored me anyway

A

G

A

G

From here on it's got to be

A

G

A

G

A simple case of them or me

A

G

A

If they're alive then I am dead

G

Em

Pray God and eat your daily bread, take your time

D

A

We're so far away, floating in this bay We're so far away, floating in this bay We're so far away, floating in this bay We're so far away, floating in this bay We're so far away, floating in this bay

Note: the Bb6 can be played as Bbmaj7 if you want to include the vocal line.

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Fmaj7

|

Bb6

|

Fmaj7

|

Bb6

|

Fmaj7

Bb6

The paranoid great movie queen sits idly fully armed

Fmaj7

Bb6

The powder and mascara there, a warning light for charm

Bb6

F/a

Gm

F

We see her every movie night, the strong against the weak

Bb6

F/a

Gm

C

Gm

Fmaj7

The lines come out and struggle with the empty voice that speaks, that speaks... |

Bb6

|

Fmaj7

Bb6

Her heart is oh so tired now of kindnesses gone by

Fmaj7

Bb6

Like broken glasses in a drain, gone down but not well spent

Bb6

F/a

Gm

F

The road from Barbary to here she sold then stole right back

Bb6

F/a

Gm

C

The vanity, insanity, her hungry heart forgave

Bb/d

F/c

The fading bride's dull beauty grows

Bb

F/a

Just begging to be seen

Gm7

Gm

Beneath the magic lights that reach

C9

C11

F

From Barbary to here |

C

|

Dm

C

F

|

C

|

Dm

C

F

| |

F

|

Gm

|

Bb

|

C

|

Bb/d

F/c

Her schoolhouse mind has windows now

Bb6

F/a

Where handsome creatures come to watch

Gm6

The anaesthetic wearing off

Gm6

Edim

Antarctica starts here

John Cale : Paris 1919
1973

A Child's Christmas In Wales

Hanky Panky Nohow

The Endless Plain Of Fortune

Andalucia

Macbeth

Paris 1919

Graham Greene

Half Past France

Antarctica Starts Here

John Cale : Paris 1919 1973

A Child's Christmas In Wales

Hanky Panky Nohow

The Endless Plain Of Fortune

Andalucia

Macbeth

Paris 1919

Graham Greene

Half Past France

Antarctica Starts Here

John Cale : Paris 1919
1973