Verse:
FA#F
Painted white, new in town
A#F
You werenʼt hiring, but I was looking
GmCFA#C
In those days, my working days
A#FC
Came in from Jersey, not from Brooklyn.
Pre-chorus:
F
Oh, my love, was it all in vain?
A#FGmC
We always wanted money, now the moneyʼs not the same...
F
In a quiet moment at the theater, I could hear the train
A#FGm
Deep inside the city, your memory remains.
Chorus:
CF
Mary Boone, Mary Boone
A#FGm
Iʼm on the dark side of your room...
CF
Mary Boone, Mary Boone
A#FGmC
Well, I hope you feel like loving someone soon...
FA#FGmC x2
Verse:
F
Crooked crime, petty cop
A#F
Not on th? street yet, but it was cooking
GmCFA#C
In those days, the burning days
A#FGmC
Th? one from Queens, not from Brooklyn...
Pre-chorus:
F
Oh, my love, was it all in vain?
A#FGmC
We always wanted money, now the moneyʼs not the same...
FA#F
In a quiet moment at the theater, I could hear the train
A#FGm
Deep inside the city, your memory remains.
Chorus:
CF
Mary Boone, Mary Boone
A#FGm
Iʼm on the dark side of your room...
CFA#
Mary Boone, Mary Boone
FGmC
Well, I hope you feel like loving someone soon.
FA#FGmC x2
Bridge:
FA#
Book of hours, Russian icons
FGmC
And sand mandalas and Natarajas
FA#
And hex-sign barns, Ando churches
FGmC
And whirling dervishes and long exposures
A#F
And these two tunnels Go west and east
GmC
Let me bring you my masterpiece
A#F
Youʼre the author of everything
GmC
Use this voice and let it sing
Chorus:
CF
Mary Boone, Mary Boone
A#FGm
Iʼm on the dark side of your room...
CFA#
Mary Boone, Mary Boone
FGmC
Well, I hope you feel like loving someone soon.
FA#FGmC x2