Pink Floyd, Nobody Home A bit of a tidy up on previous versions where the chord changes weren't in quite the right positions, plus a bit of tweaking where a few chords were missing, I believe. I particularly like to play this on piano too (the intro is beautiful and isn't hard to work out). If playing on the piano, it sounds better if, after "...powers of observation" and "...nowhere to fly to", you substitute a C/B for the E7 (i.e. C, C/B, Am instead of C, E7, Am). Noodling around with a few embellishing runs sound great, even if they're not perfectly true to the original song. Intro Am C+ C D7 F Fm C I've got a little black book with my poems in. E E E7 Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in. F C F When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in. C I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on. E E E7 Got those swollen hand blues. F C I got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from. C I've got electric light. C7 And I've got second sight. F Fm C E7 Am I got amazing powers of observation. E7 And that is how I know Am When I try to get through C D Fm6 On the telephone to you C F C F There'll be nobody home. C I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm. E E E7 And the inevitable pinhole burns F C F All down the front of my favourite satin shirt. C I've got nicotine stains on my fingers. E E E7 I've got a silver spoon on a chain. F C I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains. C I've got wild staring eyes. C7 F And I've got a strong urge to fly. Fm C E7 Am D7 But I got nowhere to fly to. Am C D Fm6 Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone C F C F There's still nobody home. C I've got a pair of Gohills boots E E7 And I got fading roots.
