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A A How many days will the wet weather last? A G I want to know will the clouds E When they roll back A F#m Reveal a man in an old mac Bsus4 B Living on a park bench Esus4 E Sitting on his own? A Cut to the rain as it runs down the glass G E Eventually through the lightning and thunder A F#m We see a man going under Bsus4 B This is how it happens Esus4 E This is what he said E A I don't need love E A Though temptation is sweet E F#m Give me your hand D A 'Til I'm back on my feet E A E A You're always telling me about my misery E F#m I've seen things you'll never see D A Don't pity me A Focus in on the breath of a man A G Who takes a brown paper bag E From his knapsack A F#m Between his whispers and wise cracks Bsus4 B He's looking for permission Esus4 E Screaming at the sky [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/e/elvis-costello/369195.html ] E A I don't need love E A Though temptation is sweet E F#m Give me your hand D A 'Til I'm back on my feet E A E A You're always telling me about my misery E F#m I've seen things you'll never see D A Don't pity me C I'll be right again A Be upright without you C I'll stand up again A Kick up a fuss again too A Cut back again to a girl walking by G E Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks A F#m Climb an invisible soap box Bsus4 B Laughing at the traffic Esus4 E Shouting at the world E A I don't need love E A Though temptation is sweet E F#m Give me your hand D A 'Til I'm back on my feet E A E A You're always telling me about my misery E F#m I've seen things you'll never see D A Don't pity me C I'll stand up again A Kick up a fuss again too C I'll be right again A Be upright without you A We see a life through the eyes of a man As he live and he dies By a simple tattoo C I'll be back again A When I land on my feet C I'll stand up again A Kick up a fuss again, wouldn't you A Well there you go, though we tried hard to know him It's there on his face He's a case where there's clearly no hope C Give me your hand again 'Til I land again A His face starts to fade As we pull down the shade And the picture we made Is in glorious cinemascope C A I'll be back... |