Closing Time - Cohen Leonard, acordes de ukelele

Publicado: 2018-08-11 17:26
Seleccion acordes: Sarah Harris

Intro: G D G D

       G
Ah weʼre drinking and weʼre dancing
      G
And the band is really happening
      Em
And the Johnny Walker wisdom running high
     Bm
And my very sweet companion
       Bm
Sheʼs the Angel of Compassion
     Em
Sheʼs rubbing half the world against her thigh
        C
And every drinker every dancer
      C
Lifts a happy face to thank her
   G          B7         Em
The fiddler fiddles something so sublime
      D
All the women tear their blouses off
      D
And the men they dance on the polka-dots
       C
And itʼs partner found, itʼs partner lost
       C
And itʼs hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
     G
Itʼs closing time

       C
Yeah the women tear their blouses off
      C
And the men they dance on the polka-dots
       G             B7
And itʼs partner found, itʼs partner lost
       Em             C
And itʼs hell to pay when the fiddler stops:
     G        D
Itʼs closing time

Ah weʼre lonely, weʼre romantic
And the ciderʼs laced with acid
And the Holy Spiritʼs crying, "Whereʼs the beef?"
And the moon is swimming naked
And the summer night is fragrant
With a mighty expectation of relief
So we struggle and we stagger
Down the snakes and up the ladder
To the tower where the blessed hours chime
And I swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
The Gates of Love they budget an inch
I canʼt say much has happened since
But closing time

I swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
The Gates of Love they budget an inch
I canʼt say much has happened since
But closing time, closing time

  Em
I loved you for your beauty
       Em
But that doesnʼt make a fool of me:
 D
You were in it for your beauty too
     Em
And I loved you for your body
       Em
Thereʼs a voice that sounds like God to me
   A              D
Declaring, declaring, declaring that your bodyʼs
really, really, really, really you

     C
And I loved you when our love was blessed
     C
And I love you now thereʼs nothing left
   G        B7       Em
But sorrow and a sense of overtime
     D
And I missed you since the place got wrecked
     D
And I just donʼt care what happens next
 C
Looks like freedom but it feels like death
    C
Itʼs something in between, I guess
     G
Itʼs closing time

Yeah I missed you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
Looks like freedom but it feels like death
Itʼs something in between, I guess
Itʼs closing time

Yeah weʼre drinking and weʼre dancing
But thereʼs nothing really happening
And the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
And my very close companion
Gets me fumbling gets me laughing
Sheʼs a hundred but sheʼs wearing something tight
And I lift my glass to the Awful Truth
Which you canʼt reveal to the Ears of Youth
Except to say it isnʼt worth a dime
And the whole damn place goes crazy twice
And itʼs once for the devil and itʼs once for Christ
But the Boss donʼt like these dizzy heights
Weʼre busted in the blinding lights
Of closing time

The whole damn place goes crazy twice
And itʼs once fore the devil and itʼs once for Christ
But the Boss donʼt like these dizzy heights
Weʼre busted in the blinding lights,
busted in the blinding lights
Of closing time, closing time

     G
Oh the women tear their blouses off
      G
And the men they dance on the polka-dots
     D
Itʼs closing time

And itʼs partner found, itʼs partner lost
And itʼs hell to pay when the fiddler stops
Itʼs closing time

I swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
Itʼs closing time

The Gates of Love they budget an inch
I canʼt say much has happened since
But closing time

I loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now thereʼs nothing left
But closing time

I miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
Itʼs closing time...