___________________________________________ / Rufus Wainwright / / Chelsea Hotel No. 2 / / Leonard Cohen: I'm Your Man (Soundtrack) / /__________________________________________/ 5 chords, a genius lyricist, and there you have an immortal song. In this version you even have a genius singer. I really think Rufus does an amazing job here, so I chose to transcribe this version of the song. The time here is a waltz (3/4). In the album version the rhythm is shuffled; in the live version it is played straight. _E_A_D_G_B_e_ Intro: | | | | | | | | | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)Bb| (x1333x@1) F| (133211@1)1 3 3 2 1 1 | | | | F| (133211@1)F| (133211@1)F| (133211@1)F| (133211@1) C| (x32010@1)x 3 2 0 1 0 | | | Bb| (x1333x@1)x 1 3 3 3 x | Verse: | | | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)F| (133211@1) Dm| (xx0231@1)x x 0 2 3 1 | | | | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Dm| (xx0231@1)Dm| (xx0231@1) A| (x02220@1)x 0 2 2 2 0 | |_|_|_|_|_|_|_| | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)F| (133211@1) | Bb| (x1333x@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)C| (x32010@1)C| (x32010@1) Pre-Chorus: | Dm | Dm | Bb | Bb | | F| (133211@1)A| (x02220@1)Dm| (xx0231@1)Dm| (xx0231@1) | Bb| (x1333x@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)F| (133211@1)F| (133211@1) | Bb| (x1333x@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)C| (x32010@1)C| (x32010@1) Chorus: | Dm | Dm | Bb | Bb | | F| (133211@1)A| (x02220@1)Dm| (xx0231@1)Dm| (xx0231@1) ||: Bb | Bb | F | F :|| 3x | Bb | Bb | Dm | Dm | | C| (x32010@1)C| (x32010@1) Verse Pre-Chorus Chorus Ending Verse: | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)F| (133211@1) | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Dm| (xx0231@1)Dm| (xx0231@1) | F| (133211@1)C| (x32010@1)Bb| (x1333x@1)F| (133211@1) | Bb ... LYRICS ********** I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were talking so brave and so sweet Giving me head on the unmade bed while the limousines wait in the street Those were the reasons and that was New York We were running for the money and the flesh And that was called love for the workers in song Probably still is for those of them left Ah but you got away, didn't you babe You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel You were famous, your heart was a legend You told me again you preferred handsome men but for me you would make an exception And clenching your fist for the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty You fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, we are ugly but we have the music" And you got away, didn't you babe, You just turned your back on the crowd You got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best I can't keep track of each fallen robin I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel That's all, I don't even think of you that often **************************************************************************** Jon Sebastian Frederiksen - 15th /June /10 Just mail me at Maitinin@gmail.com with questions, comments and corrections!