Blue David

Blue David - Midnight Through Morning guitar chord

Subject: b/blue_david/midnight_through_morning.crd

Date: Sun, 08 Jun 1997 17:22:16 GMT

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David Blue   Midnight Through Morning  written by David Blue

F

The room it was lit up me too I couldnt sit up

Engaged was my time in studying the wall

C

And all the poets kept getting louder

Even though they weren't needed any longer

The strapless high heeled street walker

                                  C7

Believes every day that she goes younger

F                 Eb

Ah I wish I could be her lover

F                  Eb

And go with her as she makes her rounds

    F              C       Bb        F

And falls with her hair as it comes down

F

The poets would keep on all night with thier come ons

F

One would say somethong another'd say more

C

Looking for contracts but finding the soap

Well I know she'd take them all as a joke

C

Ah but she'd take them all no doubt

C

And they never knowing what it was about

F                 Eb

Ah I wish I could be her lover

F                  Eb

And go with her as she makes her rounds

    F              C       Bb        F

And falls with her hair as it comes down

F

With burning candle  and the store window

Hard to believe there could be more

C

All the poets complained of the cold

C

But they only did what they were told

C

Searching so hard for a satisfied mind

C                                    C7

While she walked by with a satisfied soul

F                 Eb

Ah I wish I could be her lover

F                  Eb

And go with her as she makes her rounds

    F              C       Bb        F

And falls with her hair as it comes down

F

A radio played on to almost no one

F

Attention was payed only to dawn

C

As she stopped and bent to touch her nylons

And felt  in the air for a post to lean on

No one could ever know her outside

                                         C7

In the take of an instant she had passed by

F                 Eb

Ah I wish I could be her lover

F                  Eb

And go with her as she makes her rounds

    F              C       Bb        F

And falls with her hair as it comes down

F

Symbols and motives were again promoted

F

Hard to believe  there could be more

C

As she moved on and then faded out

To the songs of the poet still keeping it up

The sidewalks cleared themselves for a new touch

                                            C7

And it all disappeared into the face of the clock

F  Eb   F  Eb   F  C Bb  F

   From David Blue "David Blue LP"

   Elektra Records 1966

   Faithful Virtue Music Co

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