Black Madonna

| Bm    | G     | Em    | A  F#m | 

 2x


[Verse 1]
Bm                   G
  Soft glow on the city
                   Em              
She said, "There's no one here who 
    A         F#m
can touch you now"
Bm                              G
  Caught the last flight out of A X
          Em              A 
With your one-way ticket, New 
       F#m
York-bound


[Pre-Chorus]
Bm             G
Climb so high, don't make a sound
Em                            A  
Don't you forget what goes up 
       F#m
must come down
Bm             G              Em
Climb so high, tell me how it 
     A
feels


[Chorus]
                    Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em          A
Black Madonna, hallelujah
F#m                 Bm           
Makes no difference here, so 
     G
let's be real
        Em              A
Black Madonna, my black flower
F#m             Bm               
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left
    Em
 to hide
A                 Bm             
You're not havin' fun, I think 
              Em
that you should ride
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A                   Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em             A     F#m
Black Madonna, my hallelujah


[Verse 2]
Bm                       G
  On the phone you sound shifty
                       Em     A   
You say that you're at home, alone
       F#m
 right now
Bm                            
But in the background there's a 
  G
muffled laugh
       Em                 A       
As you spin that wool and pull it 
F#m
down


[Pre-Chorus]
Bm             G
Climb so high, don't hear a sound
Em                          A    
Don't you forget what goes 
         F#m
around, comes around
Bm             G              Em
Climb so high, tell me how to 
     A
feel


[Chorus]
                    Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em          A
Black Madonna, hallelujah
F#m                 Bm           
Makes no difference here, so 
     G
let's be real
        Em              A
Black Madonna, my black flower
F#m             Bm               
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left
    Em
 to hide
A                 Bm             
Says it should be gone, at least 
            Em
it was this time
A                   Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em             A     F#m
Black Madonna, my hallelujah


[Interlude]
| Bm    | G     | Em    | A  F#m |
| Bm    | G     | Em    | A


[Chorus]
F#m                 Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em          A
Black Madonna, hallelujah
F#m                 Bm           
Makes no difference here, so 
     G
let's be real
        Em              A
Black Madonna, my black flower
F#m             Bm               
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left
    Em
 to hide
A                 Bm             
You're not havin' fun, I think 
              Em
that you should ride
A                   Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em             A     F#m  
Black Madonna, my hallelujah
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