The Violin
City Boy
- Am
- Bb
- Bm7
- C
- C#maj74
- Cm7
- Cmaj7
- D
- D#maj7
- D7
- Em
- Fm7
- G
- G#m7
- Gm7
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G A kindly word for friends andCmaj7 strangers almost anyone she meetsG A lonely house at the end of theCmaj7 road full of silly memoriesBm7 C And when the locals laugh at herAm D7 she turns a blind eye to it allG She sees the irony and so whatCmaj7 no-one really meant itG A grey old lady, touched andCmaj7 lonesome, just a little bit eccentricBm7 C But no-one sees the secretsAm D7 hidden in a diary stowed beneath the stairs [Bridge 1]G And she sat that night in herCmaj7 chair by the fire hearing his violinD Tears appeared and burned herC G cheeks as he caressed every stringEm As the dawn arrives to hurt herAm eyes the coals are growing dimD And when the room grows cold sheC G still recalls every inch of him. G-Em pause G Cmaj7 X2G Germaine was a leggy lady, barelyCmaj7 old enough to know howG To hold the right knife at theCmaj7 table it was difficult but somehowBm7 C She caught the eye of an eveningAm pirate and he sailed his way intoD7 her heartG Her Valentino played violin tillCmaj7 it was well into the nightContinúa después del anuncioG Enjoyed her evening oh so muchCmaj7 although she never ate a biteBm7 Em So Cinderella lost her slipper toAm D7 a Lilting, Latin Gigolo. [Bridge 2]Em And he stood that night by theAm tableside playing his violinD Tears arrived in Germaine's eyesC G as he caressed every stringEm As the day appeared with the tablesAm cleared, she was still there listeningD And she rose to go with her eyesC still closed, but she paused toG Em glance at him.Am There was no-one there but her andD as she sadly took her fur, she heard... [Interlude] G D Am D x2 [Verse]G Em Am A little weary eyed, but smilingC Em D she wandered home...Alone.G Cmaj7 X2G Then every evening she came backCmaj7 to her table by the windowG An anxious lady looking at the manCmaj7 who lit her candleBm7 C And as the waitresses took theirAm coats she’d stand and leave to callD7 a cab D#maj7 Bm7 x4 [Bridge 3]D#maj7 They closed The Ritz at the end ofBm7 the war they had boards on every doorC#maj7 With peeling paint and ceilingsG#m7 cracks and not a carpet for the floorGm7 Cm7 Some seen a candle flickerFm7 Bb through and old and broken window pane [Otro]Em Now she sits that night in herAm chair by the fire hearing his violinD Tears appear and burned her cheeksC G Em as he caresses every stringEm As the dawn arrives to hurt herAm eyes the coals are growing dimD And when the room grows cold sheC G still recalls every inch of him.Em When he stood that night by theAm tableside playing his violinD Tears arrived in Germaine's eyesC G as he caressed every stringEm As the day appeared with the tablesAm cleared, she was still there listeningD And she rose to go with her eyesC still closed, but she paused toG glance at him.G Em Am A little weary eyed, but smilingC G D she wandered home...Alone.
