Jethro Tull - First Snow On Brooklyn

Gm F A# Cm D# F

Gm F
i flew in on the evening plane
Gm F C
is it such a good idea that i Am here again?
Dm F C
and i could cut my cold breath with a knife
Dm F C Dm
and taste the winter of another life

Gm F
a yellow cab from jfk , the long way round
Gm F
i didn’t mind . . . gave me thinking time before i ran aground
Dm F C
on rocky memories and choking tears
Dm F C Dm
i believe it only rained round here these thirty years

D# Dm A# Gm
now , it’s the first snow on brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming
Cm Gm A# F
you don’t see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame
D# Dm A# Gm
and last night , who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour
Cm Gm F
to place upon your pillow as the morning came?

Gm F
thin wind stings my face . . . pull collar up
Gm F C
i could murder coffee in a grande cup
Dm F C
no welcome deli; there’s no starbucks here
Dm F C Dm
a dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear

D# Dm A# Gm
and the first snow on brooklyn paints a christmas card upon the pavement
Cm Gm A# F
the cab leaves a disappearing trace and then it’s gone
D# Dm A# Gm
and the snow covers my footprints , deep regrets and heavy heartbeats
Cm Gm F
when you wake you’ll never see the spot that i was standing on

[ instrumental using chords from verse , chorus , intro ]
Gm F – Gm F C – Dm F C – Dm F C Dm
D# Dm A# Gm – Cm Gm A# F D# Dm A# Gm Cm Gm F
Gm F A# Cm D# F

Gm F
i flew in on the evening plane
Gm F C
is it such a good idea that i Am here again?
Dm F C
and i could cut my cold breath with a knife
Dm F C Dm
and taste the winter of another life

D# Dm A# Gm
now , it’s the first snow on brooklyn and my cold feet are drumming
Cm Gm A# F
you don’t see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame
D# Dm A# Gm
and last night , who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour
Cm Gm F
to place upon your pillow as the morning came?

D# Dm A# Gm
some things are best forgotten . . . some are better half – remembered
Cm Gm A# F
i just thought that i might be there on your , on your christmas night
D# Dm A# Gm
and the first snow on brooklyn makes a lonely road to travel
Cm Gm F
cold crunch steps that echo as the blizzard bites