Verdi Cries

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 The man in 119 takes his tea all alone.
D         G            D           G
 Mornings we all rise, to wireless Verdi cries.
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 I'm hearing opera through the door.
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 The souls of men and women,
D            G
 impassioned all.
D             G
 Their voices climb and fall;
D       G
 battle trumpets call.
D           G                A
 I fill the bath and climb inside,
singing

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 He will not touch their pastry
    D                        G
but every day they bring him more.
D              G
 Gold from the breakfast tray,
D             G
 I steal them all away
D            G               A
 and then go eat them on the shore.

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 la la la la la la
F      G        A
 la la la la la la-la-la-la-la

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 I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand
D          G
 sing of a lover’s fate
D          G
 sealed by jealous hate and
D                   G
wash my hand in the sea.
D         G
With just three days more I’d have
D          G           A
just about learned the entire score
   A
to Aida.
G      A            D           G
 Ho-oh-olidays must end, as you know.
D       G
 All is memory,
D      G
 taken home with me:
    D          G
the opera, the stolen tea,
    D                 G
the sand drawing, the virgin sea, all
A
years ago.

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D      G/B      A
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