The Violin
City Boy
G
(início)
G Cmaj7 A kindly word for friends and strangers almost anyone she meets G Cmaj7 A lonely house at the end of the road full of silly memories Bm7 C Am D7 And when the locals laugh at her she turns a blind eye to it all G Cmaj7 She sees the irony and so what no-one really meant it G Cmaj7 A grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit eccentric Bm7 C Am D7 But no-one sees the secrets hidden in a diary stowed beneath the stairs
Bridge 1
G Cmaj7 And she sat that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violin D C G Tears appeared and burned her cheeks as he caressed every string Em Am As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim D C G And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him. G-Em pause G Cmaj7 X2 G Cmaj7 Germaine was a leggy lady, barely old enough to know how G Cmaj7 To hold the right knife at the table it was difficult but somehow Bm7 C Am D7 She caught the eye of an evening pirate and he sailed his way into her heart G Cmaj7 Her Valentino played violin till it was well into the night G Cmaj7 Enjoyed her evening oh so much although she never ate a bite Bm7 Em Am D7 So Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo.
Bridge 2
Em Am And he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin D C G Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every string Em Am As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listening D C G Em And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she paused to glance at him. Am D There was no-one there but her and as she sadly took her fur, she heard...
Interlude
G D Am D x2
Verse
G Em Am C Em D A little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home...Alone. G Cmaj7 X2 G Cmaj7 Then every evening she came back to her table by the window G Cmaj7 An anxious lady looking at the man who lit her candle Bm7 C Am D7 And as the waitresses took their coats she’d stand and leave to call a cab D#maj7 Bm7 x4
Bridge 3
D#maj7 Bm7 They closed The Ritz at the end of the war they had boards on every door C#maj7 G#m7 With peeling paint and ceilings cracks and not a carpet for the floor Gm7 Cm7 Fm7 Bb Some seen a candle flicker through and old and broken window pane
Outro
Em Am Now she sits that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violin D C G Em Tears appear and burned her cheeks as he caresses every string Em Am As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim D C G And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him. Em Am When he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin D C G Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every string Em Am As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listening D C G And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she paused to glance at him. G Em Am C G D A little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home...Alone.
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