twelve thirty : the mamas and papas .
#20 in 1967 .
( capo 1st fret . )
#1 .
Am D G G7 C G
i used to live in new york city .
Am Dm G G7 C G
everything there was dark and dirty .
Am F G G7 D# G
outside my window was a steeple ,
Am Fm G G7 G G7
with a clock that always said twelve – thirty .
chorus :
C G
young girls are coming to the canyon ,
F Fm G G7
and in the mornings i can see them walking .
C G
i can no longer keep my blinds drawn ,
F Fm C
and i can’t keep myself from talking .
#2 .
Am D G G7 C G
at first , so strange , to feel so friendly .
Am Dm G G7 C G
to say good morning and really mean it .
Am F G F D# G
to feel these changes happening in me ,
Am Fm G G7 G G7
but not to notice till i feel it .
chorus :
C G
young girls are coming to the canyon ,
F Fm G G7
and in the mornings i can see them walking .
C G
i can no longer keep my blinds drawn ,
F Fm C
and i can’t keep myself from talking .
#3 .
Am D G G7 C G
cloudy waters cast no reflection .
Am Dm G G7 C G
images of beauty lie there stagnant .
Am F G F D# G
vibrations bounce in no direction ,
Am Fm G G7 G G7
and lie there shattered into fragments .
chorus :
C G
young girls are coming to the canyon ,
F Fm G G7
and in the mornings i can see them walking .
C G
i can no longer keep my blinds drawn ,
F Fm C
and i can’t keep myself from talking . ( fade . )

a sixties smash from kraziekhat .