[Intro]
Bb7 Dm C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Bb7 Dm C Bb7 Bb7/A F
[Verse 1]
Bb7
Agatha and I go
Dm
Down to the courtyard slinging
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Last year’s Sundays in the riv – er of time
Bb7
Agatha and I go
Dm
Down to the citadel Sunday
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Red church bells and the moon on the rise
Bb7
If you were to tell her
Dm
The days are numbered
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
I’d break the teeth in your fake ass smile
Bb7
Maybe in a rare wind
Dm
Maybe in a month of Sundays
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Maybe in a war I would still read the wrong signs
Bb7
But I don’t mind it
Dm
Being in the darkness baby
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
To be by your side I would walk the Nile twice
Bb7
Days of lantana
Dm
Each saint with a cross and a hammer
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Radiation of the Cheren-kov kind
Bb7
So we go walking
Dm
Birds at the window talking
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Jubilations in the faint June shine
[Interlude]
Bb7 Am
Bb7 Am
Bb7 Am
Bb7 Am
[Verse 2]
Bb7
Agatha and I go
Dm
Down to the citadel winnin’
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Things that graciously came to mind
Bb7
Gathering the day in
Dm
Some make arrangements
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Some know the way and they just walk a straight line – well
Bb7
Curly’s a baker’s boy
Dm
Living for the harvest nights
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Turns to me, says something like “The world only turns twice:
Bb7
Once for the laughter
Dm
Once for the memories after
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
All the rest is just kicking through the weather and the fines”
Bb7
So we go dancing
Dm
Twist turns and all things fancy
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
“I blame the baker boy,” that’s what I had on my mind
Bb7
You in the here now
Dm
Me in the far bar
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
I’d wait forever if they gave me enough time
Bb7
Outside walking
Dm
Birds at the window talking
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Iterations of the faint June shine
[Outro]
(repeat to fade)
Bb7 Am
[Intro]
Bb7 Dm C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Bb7 Dm C Bb7 Bb7/A F
[Verse 1]
Bb7
Agatha and I go
Dm
Down to the courtyard slinging
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Last year’s Sundays in the riv – er of time
Bb7
Agatha and I go
Dm
Down to the citadel Sunday
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Red church bells and the moon on the rise
Bb7
If you were to tell her
Dm
The days are numbered
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
I’d break the teeth in your fake ass smile
Bb7
Maybe in a rare wind
Dm
Maybe in a month of Sundays
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Maybe in a war I would still read the wrong signs
Bb7
But I don’t mind it
Dm
Being in the darkness baby
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
To be by your side I would walk the Nile twice
Bb7
Days of lantana
Dm
Each saint with a cross and a hammer
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Radiation of the Cheren-kov kind
Bb7
So we go walking
Dm
Birds at the window talking
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Jubilations in the faint June shine
[Interlude]
Bb7 Am
Bb7 Am
Bb7 Am
Bb7 Am
[Verse 2]
Bb7
Agatha and I go
Dm
Down to the citadel winnin’
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Things that graciously came to mind
Bb7
Gathering the day in
Dm
Some make arrangements
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Some know the way and they just walk a straight line – well
Bb7
Curly’s a baker’s boy
Dm
Living for the harvest nights
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Turns to me, says something like “The world only turns twice:
Bb7
Once for the laughter
Dm
Once for the memories after
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
All the rest is just kicking through the weather and the fines”
Bb7
So we go dancing
Dm
Twist turns and all things fancy
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
“I blame the baker boy,” that’s what I had on my mind
Bb7
You in the here now
Dm
Me in the far bar
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
I’d wait forever if they gave me enough time
Bb7
Outside walking
Dm
Birds at the window talking
C Bb7 Bb7/A F
Iterations of the faint June shine
[Outro]
(repeat to fade)
Bb7 Am
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