Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 Here she comes in her palanquin on the back of an elephant

 On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk

All astride on her father's line with the king and his concubines

 And her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and milk

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

 Among five score pachyderm each canopied and passengered

 Sit the duke and the duchess's luscious young girls

Within sight of the baronness seething spite for this live largesse

 On her side sits the baron, her barrenness barbs her

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

(Interlude:)

 A phalanx on camel back, thirty ranks on a forward tack

 Followed close, their shiny bright standards are waving

While behind in their coach in fours ride the wives of the king of bores

 And the veiled young virgin, the prince's betrothed

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

And as she sits upon her place

Her innocence laid on her face

From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets

Melodies rhapsodical and fair

And all our hearts afire, the sky ablaze with cannonfire

 We all raise our voices to the air

 To the air

 And above all this folderol on a bed made of chaparral

 She is laid, a coronal placed on her brow

And the babe all in slumber dreams of a place filled with quiet streams

 And a lake where her cradle was pulled from the water

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

 And we'll all come praise the infanta

Intro

Here on these cliffs of Dover

So high you can't see over

And while your head is spinning

Hold tight, it's just beginning

You come from parents wanton

A childhood rough and rotten

I come from wealth and beauty

Untouched by work or duty

 And oh, my love, my love

 And oh, my love, my love

 We both go down together

I found you a tattooed tramp

A dirty daughter from the labor camps

I laid you down in the grass of a clearing

You wept but your soul was willing

 And oh, my love, my love

 And oh, my love, my love

 We both go down together

 And my parents will never consent to this love

And I hold your hand

Meet me on my vast veranda

My sweet untouched Miranda

And while the seagulls are crying

We fall but our souls are flying

 And oh, my love, my love

 And oh, my love, my love

 And oh, my love, my love

 And oh, my love, my love

 We both go down together

Intro

Am Am Then repeat if you want

Strum for first 3 beats then do second part, you can throw the second

part in before each verse or even before each Am , wherever you see fit

Eli, the barrow boy

 Of the old town

Sells coal and marigolds

 As he cries out

 All down the day

Below the tamaracks

 He is crying:

Corn cobs and candle wax

 for the buying

All down the day

 “Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe

 Made of gold and silk Arabian thread

But she is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove

 And I must push my barrow all the day

 And I must push my barrow all the day”

Eli, the barrow boy

 When they found him

Dressed all in corduroy

 He had drowned in

 The river down the way

They laid his body down

 in a churchyard

But still when the moon is out

 With his push cart

 He calls down the day

 “Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown

 Made of gold and silk Arabian thread

But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground

 And still I push my barrow all the day

 Still I push my barrow all the day”

I fell on the playing field

the work of an errant heel

the din of the crowd and the loud commotion

went deafening silence and stopped emotion

the season was almost done

we managed it 12 to 1

so far I had known no humiliation

in front of my friends and close relations

There's my father looking on

and there's my girlfriend arm in arm

with the captain of the other team

and all of this is clear to me

they condescend and fix on me a frown

how they love

the sporting life

And father had had such hopes

for a son who would take the ropes

and fulfill all his old athletic aspirations

but apparently now there's some complications

but while I am lying here

trying to fight the tears

I'll prove to the crowd that I come out stronger

though I think I might lie here a little longer

There's my coach he's looking down

the disappointment in his knitted brow

I should've known he thinks again

I never should have put him in

he turns and loads the lemonade away

and breathes in deep

the sporting life

the sporting life

the sporting life

how he loves...

Bridge/Bass Solo:

There's my father looking on

and there's my girlfriend arm in arm

with the captain of the other team

and all of this is clear to me

they condescend and fix on me a frown

how they love

the sporting life

the sporting life

the sporting life

how they love...

Outro

:x32000 or 332000

Note: Section "I" here has many variations. Try them all and play the one you like!

OR

OR

(Intro:)

I I

I

On the lam from the law

I

On the steps of the capital

I I

You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o'clock

II

And I saw momentarily

II I

They flashed a photograph, it couldn't be you

II

You'd been abused so horribly

II I I

But you were there in some anonymous room

I

And I recall that fall

I

I was working for the government

I I

And in a bathroom stall off the national mall

II

How we kissed so sweetly

II I

How could I refuse a favor or two

II

And for a tryst in the greenery

II I I

I gave you documents and microfilm too

And from my ten floor tenement

 Where once our bodies lay

 How I longed to hear you say

"No they'll never catch me now

No they'll never catch me

No they cannot catch me now

 We will escape somehow

Somehow, oh"

I I

I

It was late one night

I

I was awoken by the telephone

I I

I heard a strangled cry on the end of the line

II

Purloined in Petrograd

II I

They were suspicious of where your loyalties lay

II

So I paid off a bureaucrat

II I I

To convince your captors there to secret you away

And at the gate of the embassy

 Our hands met through the bars

 As your whisper stilled my heart

"No they'll never catch me now

No they'll never catch me

No they cannot catch me now

 We will escape somehow

Somehow, oh"

(Interlude:)

And I dreamt one night

 You were there in form

 Hands held high

 In uniform

Oh

Oh

I I

I

It was ten years on

I

When you resurfaced in a motorcar

 I

And with the wave of an arm you were there and gone

Intro

Verse Riff A:

Verse Riff B:

Play riff B twice, but on the second time around, instead of playing the 1st time bar,

the second time bar, which is just below here, and then go into the chorus.

Chorus Riff A

Play the Chorus Riff A, then the 1st Time bar (Chorus), play the Chorus Riff A once

but instead of playing the second Time Bar (chorus) play the 2nd Time Bar (chorus)and go

chorus riff B.

Chorus Riff B

The rest of the song is the following:

Verse Riff A

1st Time Bar

Verse Riff A

2nd Time Bar

Chorus Riff A

1st Time Bar (chorus)

Chorus Riff B

2nd Time Bar (chorus)

Finish off by repeating the Verse Riff A, and the 1st Time Bar as many times as you

and finishing on on Am chord (the chord in the intro)

Chords:

 Four score years, living down in this rain swept town.

 Sea salt tears, swimming round as the rain comes down.

Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me?

Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me? A letter for me?

From my own true love, lost at sea. (lost at sea)

The rest of the song is a repeat of what

is already there, it shouldn't take too much

effort to figure out :)

Lyrics and chords:

Intro

Sixteen military wives

  Thirty-two softly focused brightly colored eyes

Staring at the natural tan

  Of thirty-two gently clenching wrinkled little hands

Seventeen company men

  Out of which only twelve will make it back again

Seargeant sent a letter to five

  Military wives, his tears drip down to ten little eyes

Cheer them on to their rivals

  Cause America can, and America can't say no

  And America does, if America says it's so

  It's so

( D O N T P L A Y H E R E )

And the anchorperson on TV goes

  La de da de da

Fifteen celebrity mimes

  Leaving their fifteen sorted wretched checkered lives

Will they find the solution in time

  Using their fifteen pristine moderate liberal minds

Eighteen academy chairs

  Out of which only seven really even care

Doling out a garment to five

  Celebrity mimes, they're humbly taken by surprise

Cheer them on to their rivals

  Cause America can, and America can't say no

  And America does, if America says it's so

  It's so

( D O N T P L A Y H E R E )

And the anchorperson on TV goes

  La de da de da de di de di de da

  La de da de da de di de di de da

Bridge

Fourteen cannibal kings

  Wondering blindly what the dinner bell will bring

Fifteen celebrity mimes

  Served on a leafy bed of sixteen military wives

Cheer them on to their rivals

  Cause America can, and America can't say no

  And America does, if America says it's so

  It's so

( D O N T P L A Y H E R E )

And the anchorperson on TV goes

  La de da de da de di de di de da

  La de da de da de di de di de da

  La de da de da de di de di de da

  De da de da de di de di de da

  De da de da de di de di de da

Outro

Intro

I'm an engine driver

On a long run, on a long run

Would I were beside her

She's a long one, such a long one

And if you don't love me let me go

And if you don't love me let me go

I'm a county lineman

On the highline, on the highline

So will be my grandson

There are powerlines in our bloodlines

And if you don't love me let me go

And if you don't love me let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions

 I am the heart that you call home

 And I've written pages upon pages

 Trying to rid you from my bones

 My bones

My bones

(Interlude:)

I'm a money lender

I have fortunes upon fortunes

Take my hand for tender

I am tortured ever tortured

And if you don't love me let me go

And if you don't love me let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions

 I am the heart that you call home

 And I've written pages upon pages

 Trying to rid you from my bones

 I writer

 I am all that you have home, home

 And I've written pages upon pages

 Trying to rid you from my bones

 My bones

My bones

(And if you don't love me let me go)

And if you don't love me let me go

(And if you don't love me let me go)

And if you don't love me let me go

Guitar 1: Acoustic 12-String

Guitar 2: Electric with some kind of sustain pedal

Intro

Guitar 1

Cmaj7 G (x2) then guitar 2 comes in

*Note: at the point where the chord is Cmaj7-C, strum the Cmaj7

chord once then hammer on the 1 on the B string immediately.

Basically, you'll be strumming the C chord, then lift of the B

string C for one strum, then hold it again. If you listen to

the song, you can kind of tell.

 In matching blue raincoats, our shoes were our showboats

 we kicked around

 From stairway to station, we made a sensation

 with the gadabout crowd

 And oh what a bargain, we're two easy targets

 For the old men at the off-tracks

 Who've paid in palaver and crumpled old dollars

 Which we squirreled away

 In our rat-trap hotel by the freeway

 And we slept in Sundays

 Your parents were anxious, your cool was contagious

 At the old school

 You left without leaving a note for your grieving

 Sweet mother while your brother was so cruel

 And here in the alleys your spirits were rallied

 As you learned quick to make a fast buck

 In bathrooms and ballrooms, on dumpsters and heirlooms

 We bit our tongues

 Sucked our lips into our lungs 'til we were falling

 Such was our calling

 And here in our hollow we fused like a family

 But I will not mourn for you

 So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away

 We're kings among runaways

 On the bus mall

 We're down on the bus mall

Intro x2

Among all the urchins and old chinese merchants

 Of the old town

 We reigned at the pool hall with one iron cue ball

 And we never let the bastards get us down

 And we laughed off the quick tricks, the old men with limp dicks

 On the colonnades of the waterfront park

 As four in the morning came on cold and boring

 We huddled close

 In the bus stop enclosure enfolding

 Our hands tightly holding

 But here in our hollow we fused like a family

 But I will not mourn for you

 So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away

 We're kings among runaways

 On the bus mall

 We're down on the bus mall

 We're down on the bus mall (At this point, Guitar 2 comes in with Intro riff)

Down on the bus mall

Ohhhh

Chords Used:

[EADGBe]

[x32000]

[320033]

[x32010]

[022000]

[x02210]

[x02200]

[xx0232]

[x35543] or [x3x043]

h=hammer on

p=pull off

(Start with an Am intro, the strum is easy)

We are two Mariners, our ship's sole survivors, in this belly of a whale

It's ribs our ceiling beams, it's guts our carpeting, I guess we have some time

 to kill. You may not remember me, I was a child of three, and you a lad of

eighteen. But I remember you, and I will relate to you, how our histories

 interweave.

At the time you were a rake and a rastabout. Spending all your money on the

 whores and hounds. Oh-oh

You had a charming air, all cheap and debonair, my widowed mother found so

sweet. And so she took you in, her sheets still warm with him, now filled

 with filth and fowl disease.

As time wore on you proved a debt-ridden drunken mess. Leaving my mother a

 poor consumptive wretch. Oh-oh

And then you disappeared. Your gambling arrears, the only thing you left

behind. And then the magistrate, reclaimed our small estate, and my poor

 mother lost her mind.

Then one day in spring my dear, sweet mother died. But before she did I took

 her hand as she dying cried, Oh-oh,

 "Find him, bind him, tie him to a pole and break his fingers to splinters,

 drag him to a hole until he wakes up, naked, clawing at the ceiling of his

grave, oh-oh." (Little Am fill right here)

It took me fifteen years to swallow all my tears, among the urchins in the

street. And then a priory, took pity and hired me to keep their vestry nice

 and neat.

But never once in the employ of these holy men, did I ever once turn my mind

 from the thought of revenge. Oh-oh.

One night I overheard, the prior exchanging words with a penetant whaler from

 the sea. The captain of his ship, who matched you toe to tip, was known for a

 wanton cruelty.

The following day I shipped to sea with the privateer. And in the whistle of

 the wind I could almost hear, oh-oh.

 "Find him, bind him, tie him to a pole and break his fingers to splinters,

 drag him to a whole until he wakes up, naked, clawing at the ceiling of his

grave.

There is one thing I must say to you, as you sail across the sea. Always your

 mother will watch over you, as you avenge this wicked deed.

Middle section

And then one fateful night, we had you in our sights, after 20 months at sea.

Your starboard flank abeam, I was getting my muskets clean, when came this

 rumbling from beneath.

The ocean shook, the sky went black and the captain quailed. And before us

 grew the angry jaws of a giant whale, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh

Don't know how I survived, the crew all was chewed alive, I must have slipped

 between his teeth. But oh what providence, what divine intelligence, that you

 should survive as well as me.

It gives my heart great joy to see your eyes fill with fear. So lean in close

 and I will whisper the last words you'll hear, oh-oh

(repeat until end of song, get faster and faster each time)

Hope you enjoyed!

beautiful track and a perfect closer for a really stellar album. magical as it is, the

actually quite simple.

Intro

enjoy!

END OF PICARESQUE