Love Song
Bill Bailey
- Am7
- Amaj7
- B
- Bsus
- C
- D
- D7
- Dmmaj7
- Em
- G
- G/D
- Gmaj7
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Intro: Em Bsus Em BsusEm D I was alone my heart was cold ~ it was a stone,Gmaj7 my soul was lonely like a stone -B there was no moss.Em D And when I danced I danced ~ alone but then I did not danceGmaj7 because I *was* alone. So I didB not dance. Em D _~_ Gmaj7 I shuffled through life invisible to all the happy couples who would mockB me with their merry laughter – “ha-ha-ha”.Em The only sound I heard in myD C lonely silent world was the rusty hammer of myB heart nailing at the hatred in myEm soul. B - D - Em (quickly) [ synth strings ]D Gmaj7 But then you came,Em and my life was turned upsideDmmaj7 Am7 down.Continúa después del anuncioAm7 You showed me the beauty of theD7 things that I had never seen. G [ Embellish with Gmaj7, G/D and G ] Like a snowflake that melts on the eyelash of a startled deer.Em Amaj7 Or the painting of a dog thatAm7 wears a deerstalker[1] andD7 Em smokes a pipe that made youDmmaj7 laugh so heartily,Am7 D7 but I had previously thought wasG Gmaj7 G/D rubbish.Em Dmmaj7 Or the duck that lands soAm7 clumsily on a frozen pond in winterD7 but the intoxicating power of our love transforms this simple act into anG anthropomorphic drama where Mr.Gmaj7 Duck’s embarrassed and the other ducks areG Gmaj7 G/D laughing (quack quack quack quack quack).B/ Em AND THEN YOU LEFT! [Flamenco Style]D C And I have died a thousandB deaths and I will die a thousand more!Em D I thought you were an angel -C B you turned out to be a whore!Em D And everything has turned to dust! Everything is infected withC B the plague!B Why did you have to sleep withEm Craig?D C "Oh he's so sensitive, he's gotB a tattoo."C Yeah, carving your name with aB compass in my forehead was not enough for you!C* B C* B [ Flutes ]Em The snow flake on the eye of theD dear has turned toC puss that oozes from an openB wound.C The deer now blind it stumblesB into a ravine.Em The duck lies shredded in aD pancake,C soaking in the hoisin of yourB lies.Em The dog has moved from the pipeD to 60 cigarettes a day,C and coughs away his life in theEm B cold neon research lab of yourEm D betrayal.C D Em Of your betrayal...(fade)