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 Bsus
Em D ~ I was alone my heart was cold it was a stone,
Gmaj7 B my soul was lonely like a stone - there was no moss.
Em D ~ And when I danced I danced alone but then I did not dance
Gmaj7 B because I *was* alone. So I did not dance. Em D _~_ Gmaj7 I shuffled through life invisible to all the happy couples who would mock
B me with their merry laughter – “ha-ha-ha”.
Em D C The only sound I heard in my lonely silent world was the rusty hammer of my
B Em heart nailing at the hatred in my soul. B - D - Em (quickly) [ synth strings ]
D Gmaj7 But then you came,
Em Dmmaj7 Am7 and my life was turned upside down.
Am7 D7 You showed me the beauty of the 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 Am7 Or the painting of a dog that wears a deerstalker[1] and
D7 Em Dmmaj7 smokes a pipe that made you laugh so heartily,
Am7 D7 G Gmaj7 G/D but I had previously thought was rubbish.
Em Dmmaj7 Am7 Or the duck that lands so clumsily on a frozen pond in winter
D7 but the intoxicating power of our love transforms this simple act into an
G Gmaj7 anthropomorphic drama where Mr. Duck’s embarrassed and the other ducks are
G Gmaj7 G/D laughing (quack quack quack quack quack).
B/ Em AND THEN YOU LEFT! [Flamenco Style]
D C B And I have died a thousand deaths and I will die a thousand more!
Em D C B I thought you were an angel - you turned out to be a whore!
Em D C B And everything has turned to dust! Everything is infected with the plague!
B Em Why did you have to sleep with Craig?
D C B "Oh he's so sensitive, he's got a tattoo."
C B Yeah, carving your name with a compass in my forehead was not enough for you!
C* B C* B [ Flutes ]
Em D The snow flake on the eye of the dear has turned to
C B puss that oozes from an open wound.
C B The deer now blind it stumbles into a ravine.
Em D The duck lies shredded in a pancake,
C B soaking in the hoisin of your lies.
Em D The dog has moved from the pipe to 60 cigarettes a day,
C Em B Em D and coughs away his life in the cold neon research lab of your betrayal.
C D Em Of your betrayal...(fade)
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