Amelia Curran - Last Call

Capo 4

Intro: C

C                       F        C
Wicked the weather can empty the heart
C                  F       G
Sunsets are poetry falling apart
Am          C/B         C       F
Pitchin and weavin down gotajin road
C                   G
I never loved you I know


C                           F        C
But dance with my shadow on into the bar
C                       F           G
Midnight is marked by a broken-down choir
        Am           C/B       C             F
And the red-face prophets are claiming their fame
    C                      G
But I don't remember their names


Am       C/B         C             F
Morning comes like a broken-winged bird
          C                           G
As though daylight delivers a miracle cure
     Am         C/B       C         F
And here in the pink of a dangerous day
   C          F   C       G
Forgive me,            forgive me,


      C                      F          C
Those red-faced prophets, bartender and me.
 C                      F         G
Dancin' in riddles on top of dead dreams
 Am        C/B          C          F
I kissed a sailor, said he was the sea
    C                     G
But he never knew it from me


     C        F   C
Last call
C                   F         G
Time is an invalid inside us all
 Am           C/B               C            F
Leave all the lights on, we'll waltz out the door
 C                     G
I never loved you, I'm sure


Am       C/B         C             F
Morning comes like a broken-winged bird
          C                           G
As though daylight delivers a miracle cure
     Am         C/B       C         F
And here in the pink of a dangerous day
   C          F   C       G
Forgive me,            forgive me,
   Am                    F/A            C
Forgive me,            forgive me,