Elvis Costello - Back On My Feet

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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

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 . . .