#-----------------------------PLEASE NOTE-------------------------------------# #This OLGA file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation # #of the song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or # #research. Remember to view this file in Courier, or other monospaced font. # #See http://www.olga.net/faq/ for more information. # #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Subject: b/blue_david/midnight_through_morning.crd Date: Sun, 08 Jun 1997 17:22:16 GMT From: PGFN95A@prodigy.com David Blue Midnight Through Morning written by David Blue FThe (133211@1)room it was lit up me too I couldnt sit up Engaged was my time in studying the wall CAnd (x32010@1)all the poets kept getting louder Even though they weren't needed any longer The strapless high heeled street walker C7Believes (x32310@1)every day that she goes younger F (133211@1) EbAh (x43121@3)I wish I could be her lover F (133211@1) EbAnd (x43121@3)go with her as she makes her rounds F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FAnd (133211@1)falls with her hair as it comes down FThe (133211@1)poets would keep on all night with thier come ons FOne (133211@1)would say somethong another'd say more CLooking (x32010@1)for contracts but finding the soap Well I know she'd take them all as a joke CAh (x32010@1)but she'd take them all no doubt CAnd (x32010@1)they never knowing what it was about F (133211@1) EbAh (x43121@3)I wish I could be her lover F (133211@1) EbAnd (x43121@3)go with her as she makes her rounds F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FAnd (133211@1)falls with her hair as it comes down FWith (133211@1)burning candle and the store window Hard to believe there could be more CAll (x32010@1)the poets complained of the cold CBut (x32010@1)they only did what they were told CSearching (x32010@1)so hard for a satisfied mind C (x32010@1) C7While (x32310@1)she walked by with a satisfied soul F (133211@1) EbAh (x43121@3)I wish I could be her lover F (133211@1) EbAnd (x43121@3)go with her as she makes her rounds F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FAnd (133211@1)falls with her hair as it comes down FA (133211@1)radio played on to almost no one FAttention (133211@1)was payed only to dawn CAs (x32010@1)she stopped and bent to touch her nylons And felt in the air for a post to lean on No one could ever know her outside C7In (x32310@1)the take of an instant she had passed by F (133211@1) EbAh (x43121@3)I wish I could be her lover F (133211@1) EbAnd (x43121@3)go with her as she makes her rounds F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) Bb (x1333x@1) FAnd (133211@1)falls with her hair as it comes down FSymbols (133211@1)and motives were again promoted FHard (133211@1)to believe there could be more CAs (x32010@1)she moved on and then faded out To the songs of the poet still keeping it up The sidewalks cleared themselves for a new touch C7And (x32310@1)it all disappeared into the face of the clock F (133211@1)Eb (x43121@3) F (133211@1)Eb (x43121@3) F (133211@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_x1333x@1">Bb F (133211@1) From David Blue "David Blue LP" Elektra Records 1966 Faithful Virtue Music Co