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- Magic Journey
- Moby Marly
- Spilt Milk
- In That Dress
- Falling Apart
- Misty Again
- Teach Jeasus
- Self Pity Waltz
- Mary's Luck
- Henryetta
- Can O' Beans
- Brizilian Blend
- I'll Be Your Baby Tonight
- Martha & Vernon
- All This Fun
Magic
Journey (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
Gm
Dm
He cornered me at
the end of the shop
F
C
And he told me of
his very long life
How he painted a bit
and he travelled a lot
and why he never needed
a wife
He spent
most of his time
Trying for things
that ended up just out of reach
Then he became this
racist old man
that I could not be
bothered to teach
Eb
F
You can wait a long
time
Took him over twenty
years to get over leaving her
D
F
For the sound of the
key in the lock
But he thinks of
her quite a lot
Eb
F
Wishing this was some
magic journey
Dismissed as a
dream, but it's not
G
But it's not ||2nd
time/End --||C |F |Dm |Dm |C |F |Dm |D ||
but it's not
When the Gypsies came
to town,
They flew on there
carpets and sang
And Bill shunned them
with his heart like lead
The mad alchemist
in his room
He remembered a dream
when he looped the loop
With his giggling
lover in his hand
Tried to fly with
his heavy heart
and fell tumbling
into the ground
I've never seen him
look so well
As he struggled with
his baby food and nappies
He said he loved the
chaos, the noise, the smell
Said his daughter
alone made him happy
Well what do you think
she would think
Of her fathers untimely
demise
His pointless affair
with life on the brink
And her light going
out in his eyes
Spilt Milk (J Coletta/D Fitzpatrick)
D'Capo 3rd
Am
Fmj7
Did you notice
the jokes stop, when she asked for the loan back
as far as he
knew she just climbed on the scrap heap
leading me on
with a flirt and a phone call made her feel nice
and I fell for
it just In case, just In case
You aren't here
'cause you don't want to be with me
If you don't
want to be with me I don't want you with me too
leading me on
with a scratch on the wrist for pity without a cause
and I fell for
it just In case, just In case
Bm7
E7
Her eyes on
the sofa are moist and discoloured as she
Am7
D7
cried over milk
that was spilt
Dm G7
She wants to
kill like she wants to be mothered
C
Bm7 E7
like she wants
to believe in the world that she built
In That Dress (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
E
Amj7
The way your
hand folds in mine
B7
E
A singer sings
an easy line
An evening takes
a steady toll
On your disregard
and my self control
Breathing felt
warm on skin
Shout and melt
dance again
A crowded room
an average band
and I'm putty
in your hand
In that dress
in that dress
Nice to hold
in that dress
In that dress
in that dress
Nice to hold
in that dress
Just before
a tender kiss
A strange and
overpowering bliss
My mouth is
dry my blood runs cold
I feel about
ten years old
Falling
Apart (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
E
Well my job's
taking over but I'm not loseing heart
E7
My mind is noisy
chaotic and almost falling apart
A
E
But I wake up
each morning to live in interesting times
B7
I'm amazed when
you describe your life
A
E
As I'm pushed
blindfold and backwards into mine
I wake up every
morning with the world at my feet
I got tickets
in my pocket, I got people to meet
But I'm walking
out, as you walk in through the door
You make the
whole day seem less interesting
As I wonder
who that smile you wore was for E F#m G#m A
B7
A
E C#m
I'm lonely and
angry, It's getting harder to disguise
B7
But if you held
me in your arms
A
E
I'd feel beautiful
talented and wise
Don't want to
run a business I just want to work
Get the cash
in my hand and walk away from the dirt
But who would
employ me and what would I do
It all seems
such a risk to me,
It's just another
tunnels end to you
Your time is
your own and, mine is a lucrative trap
Constantly rosy
she said, I want a life just like that
Misty Again
(Coletta)
G
I met a friend
today,
Eb
Co7 C C#o
Said he loved
and lost what made him happy
I never had
a summer,
It rained since
I left the choir
Either it's
misty or the city's on fire
G Gmj7
G Em Eb Ebmj7 Eb7
Cm
Wo oh ...
misty again
Remember I had
a girl,
Pushed to qualify
and keep her well
The sun begins
to dawn,
But nothing
I see is clear
Either it's
misty or the city's on fire
Teach Jesus
(Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
Chorus:-
I'm going down,
I'm Gonna teach Jesus
I'm going down
teach Jesus how to swim
I'm going down,
I'm Gonna teach Jesus
I'm gonna get
my hair wet with him
My path was
crossed, I'm getting crosser
The devil came
and whispered in my ear
I said get lost,
your such a loser
and don't you
come sniffing back round here
Chorus
The rivers deep,
and oh so stormy
I took my boat
and rowed it out to sea
My boat capsized,
I was near to drowning
and that's when
I saw Jesus walk to me
He picked me
up, we got to talking
He said you
know there's one thing I regret
I'm so fed up,
With all this walking
I want to splash
around, and get my halo wet
At the end of
the day when the worlds getting tired
and the water
in the pool is getting cold
when the angels
have packed all their water wings away
I know Jesus
will be practising for gold
Chorus
Chorus
The Self
Pity Waltz (Coletta)
Em B7 Cmj7 Co7
There's nothing
you can do to keep me away
Am6 Gmj7+5
Am Em
Short of spilling
my brains with hot lead
I believe your
a person who means what they say
I believe you
meant what you said
C7
G
You said I was
the best, you'd ever found
E
E7 Am7 D7
No one could
better me,
Em
B7 Cmj7 Co7
Now I'm out
of it, and your running around
Am6 Gmj7+5 Am Em
As I look on
helplessly
I sit at my
desk top, under worked over paid
Inventing improbable
scenes
You wouldn't
love me and you wouldn't shoot me
You wouldn't
do what you do in my dreams
You sit at Your
desk top, under worked over paid
Inventing improbable
scenes
I wouldn't love
you and I wouldn't shoot you
I wouldn't do
what I do in your dreams
Mary's
Luck (Coletta)
E
C#m
I was moved
by the death of the dog
G#m
B7
So many people
sad when he was gone
G#m
there's families
making peace
B7
From a perspective
of grief
G#m B7 E
As we dig another
hole in the lawn
G#
C#m
That dog was
our common ground
E
A
so many stories
we share
G#
C#
Love and differences
even out
A
B7
'Cause we wont
always be there to forgive
A smile on her
face 'cause she knew Jesus would be there
Hope amidst
the medical despair
And I saw a
place for that kind of faith
But it's not
something I could wear
Clouds part
and there he is
Short and fat
from head to shoe
He said hey
"I am a prince
What has handsome got to do with anything"
Henryetta (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
D
Quite a shock
a pistol revealed
Tell me Henryetta
is it real
D
G
A
She caught me
with my pants around my knees
D G A
Henryetta I'm
begging you please
C
G
why should I
spare your life
C
G
The neighbours
say that's the hobo's wife
C
G
A7
Why should I
spare your life I'll take this shit no more
Cause I'm a...
D
Cool Hip Jive
Funky Boogie Bouncing Bee Bopping
Low Down Belly
Scrapeing Cotton Picking Pickle Dipping
A
One Eyed Skunk
Eating Possum Kicking Poker Tricking
'Bacca Chewing
Swamp Tripping Grizzly Ripping Gaiter
D
Gripping Lady
In the court
room there's hush from wall to wall
As the prosecutor
charged her with it all
The Judge was
mean old Cuthbert Wayne
Who asked her
if she'd like to plead insane
She said no
sir-ee, I've sure got a grip on reality
He said well
sorry mam 'fraid your gonna have to hang
'Cause your
a...
She stood there
distant and remote
As the man in
black put a noose around her throat
A shot rang
out and split the rope in two
the crowd gasped
as they rode out of view
He'd struggled
with his love in vain
The rescuer
was Cuthbert Wayne
In later years
when you asked him why
This is what
he'd say
'Cause she's
a...
Can Of Beans (Coletta)
G
G+5
He wants a duster
for the window, a carpet for the hall
Em
Cm
A wardrobe in
the guest room, and a hanging on the wall
G
D9
A wealth of
double glazeing, an investment for the house
C79
G
With off peak
central heating, bound to cut the bills
And if all this
fell about her, would it be such a shame
Unhappy in the
house, or splash happy in the rain
Cats play at
kittens for the gifts that we throw
But they get
what they want and then they go
D79
Don't you know
it hurts me to see you believe
G
The world is
the way you want it to be yeah yeah, yeah yeah,
D79
yeah yeah yeah
You can wish
but you can’t change the truth
G
Like you can’t
wish away a painful tooth yeah
No we never
went to Rio or learned to fly a plane
I'd watch a
fight in the street, against another night in
Eyes are shined
with brandy and wine
And I read about
life all the time
I want to touch
a Rhino want to bathe in a stream
I want to climb
in a tree and live a dream
I want a campfire
I want a can of beans
I want someone
to love that's what it means
Brazilian
Blend (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
Intro |C |G
|Fsus4 |G# F|
A Bm G
D
You were so
pretty, when you were dancing
A Bm G D
You took Pity,
called me handsome
A Bm
Said "I want
you"
G
Gm
Out in Brazil
the farmers are happy,
A
F#m
As we fight
all night, awash with there coffee
G
Gm
Now we both
see how easy it was,
A
I could still
call you pretty,
E!!
but I'd be clutching
at straws
Half a day ,
and you are leaving,
Then you stay,
one more evening,
In case I want
you
Chorus |C |G
|Fsus4 |G# F||C |G |Fsus4 |G# Co7|
You don't like
me, I don't like you,
You want set
free, that's what I'll do,
'Cause I don't
want you
I'll Be
Your Baby Tonight (Coletta/Fitzpatrick/Crichton)
D
There's nobody
here in the middle of the city
I'm driving
alone in the rain
I got no heavy
plans I've got nothing with me
I'm happy with
the clothes I've got on
G
I got the window
wound down and the radio on
D
And there's
going to be a good moon tonight
G
I smile to my
self and I'm singing out loud
D
A
I wanna be your
baby tonight
This part of
towns like coming back home
I feel easy
with the people I know
I walk in the
door and the girl on the phone
Hardly gives
me time to tell her hello
Before we're
up at the bar and were talking to loud
she said "you
love me" I said maybe your right
And everybody
laughed as I tried to whisper
I wanna be your
baby tonight
Martha
& Vernon (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
G
Martha stood
lonely for vernon
Am
G
He was a loser
a weak and feeble man
They flirted
once and then it was over
Bourbon and
bitching a marriage just the same
Eb G
And with all
the beating he took
C
G
She thought
he'd done something wrong
Eb
G
and with all
his punishment in credit
C
D
he had to commit
the crime
So I packed
a bag and headed for Paris
You saw me leaving,
I ended up back here
You never asked
me where I was going
I started hating
the things that kept me near
All This
Fun... (Coletta/Fitzpatrick)
Am
On Monday I
woke up with a stamped in my head
Em
And a mouth
that felt like part of a racoon
Vague memories
of shooting fifteen men dead
And being thrown
out of sixteen saloons
G
D
I wanna get
back on the trail
A
D
I wanna head
out west and be free
C
G
I'd get out
of town if I could get out of jail
E
All this fun
is killing me
On Tuesday I
was back to life
I could take
some whiskey with my water
At poker I won
fast Eddies wife
And got caught
with the sheriffs young daughter
My weekend was
sent in jail
Reading books
and sleeping sound
But when the
whorehouse exploded, the cattle stampeded
And raised this
damn town to the ground
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