...BACK ON TOP... by Van Morrison (1999) -----------------................ ........................................... *BACK ON TOP* ------------- >1. GOIN' DOWN GENEVA >2. PHILOSOPHER'S STONE >3. IN THE MIDNIGHT >4. BACK ON TOP >5. WHEN THE LEAVES COME FALLING DOWN >6. HIGH SUMMER >7. REMINDS ME OF YOU >8. NEW BIOGRAPHY >9. PRECIOUS TIME >10.GOLDEN AUTUMN DAY ........................................... 1...GOIN' DOWN GENEVA... by Van Morrison ------------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: A D7 A D7 A E7 D7, A, E7 Verse 1: A D7 A Goin' down Geneva; give me a helping hand. D7 A I'm goin' down Geneva; give me a helping hand. E7 D7 A E7 It's not easy, baby, living on the exile plan. Verse 2: A D7 A Down on the bottom; down to my new pair of shoes. D7 A Down on the bottom; down to my new pair of shoes. E7 D7 A E7 I'm down by the lakeside, thinking 'bout my baby blue. Verse 3: A D7 A Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rain. D7 A Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rain. E7 D7 A E7 Flew from there to Montreux, and my heart was filled with pain. Verse 4: A D7 A Look out my window; back at the way things are. D7 A Look out my window pane; back at the way things are. E7 D7 A E7 Just wonder how, how did things ever get this far? Verse 5: A D7 A Vince Taylor, used to live here; nobody's ever heard of him. D7 A Vince Taylor used to live here; nobody's ever heard of him. E7 D7 A E7 Just who he was, just where he fits in. Verse 6: A D7 A He was goin' down Geneva; give him a helping hand. D7 A He was goin' down Geneva; give him a helping hand. E7 D7 A E7 It wasn't easy, living on the exile plan. Verse 7: A D7 A Vince Taylor, used to live here; nobody's ever heard of him. D7 A Vince Taylor used to live here; nobody's ever heard of him. E7 D7 A A7 Just who he was, just where he fits in. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- A D7 E7 A7 EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x02220 xx0212 020100 x02223 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2004 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 2...PHILOSPHER'S STONE... by Van Morrison -------------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: C Cadd9, C Cadd9, F Dm, F Dm, Gsus4 G, Gsus4 G, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 (x2) Verse 1: C Cadd9 Out on the highways, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm And the by-ways, all a-lone. Gsus4 G I'm still searching for, Gsus4 G C Searching for my home. C Cadd9 Up in the morning, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Up in the morning, out on the road. Gsus4 G And my head is aching, Gsus4 G C And my hands are cold. Verse 2: C Cadd9 And I'm looking for the silver lining, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Silver lining, in the clouds. Gsus4 G And I'm searching for, Gsus4 G And I'm searching for, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 The philosophers stone. C Cadd9 And it's a hard road, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Its a hard road, daddy-o. Gsus4 G Gsus4 G C When my job, is turning lead, into gold. Verse 3: C Cadd9 He was born in the back street, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Born in the back street, Jelly Roll. Gsus4 I'm on the road a-gain, G Gsus4 G And I'm searching for, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 The philosophers stone. C Cadd9 Can you hear that engine, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Woah can you hear that, engine drone? Gsus4 I'm on the road a-gain, G Gsus4 G And I'm searching for, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 The philosophers stone. Solo: C Cadd9, C Cadd9, F Dm, F Dm, Gsus4 G, Gsus4 G, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 (x2) Verse 4: C Cadd9 Up in the morning, C Cadd9 Up in the morning, F Dm, F Dm When the streets are white with snow. Gsus4 G It's a hard road, Gsus4 G C It's a hard road, daddy-o. C Cadd9 Up in the morning, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Up in the morning, out on the job. Gsus4 G Well, you've got me searching for, Gsus4 G C Searching for, the philosophers stone. Verse 5: C Cadd9 Even my best friends, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Even my best friends, they don't know. Gsus4 G Gsus4 G C That my job, is turning lead, into gold. C Cadd9 When you hear that engine, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm When you hear that, engine drone. Gsus4 I'm on the road a-gain, G Gsus4 G And I'm searching for, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 The philosophers stone. Solo: C Cadd9, C Cadd9, F Dm, F Dm, Gsus4 G, Gsus4 G, C Cadd9, C Cadd9 (x2) Verse 6: C Cadd9 It's a hard road, C Cadd9 F Dm, F Dm Even my best friends, they don't know. Gsus4 And I'm searching for, G C Searching for, the philosophers stone. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- C Cadd9 F Dm Gsus4 G EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE 032010 x32033 133211 xx0231 320013 320003 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 3...IN THE MIDNIGHT... by Van Morrison ----------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: Bm7 Am (x2) Verse 1: Bm7 Am Bm7 Am In the lonely dead of midnight, in the dimness of the twilight. Bm7 Am G D By the streetlight, by the lamplight, I'll be a-round. Verse 2: Bm7 Am Bm7 Am In the sunlight, in the daylight, and I'm workin', on the insight. Bm7 Am G D And I'm tryin' to keep, my game uptight, I'll be a-round. Chorus 1: C D G G7 And your memo-ry, heard this lonely, lonely music once. C D G D And your memo-ry, has been haunting me ever since. Verse 3: Bm7 Am When I'm tryin', tryin' to come down, Bm7 Am In my world my room keeps spinning round. Bm7 Am G D And I'm tryin' to get my feet back on the ground; you come a-round. Solo: Bm7 Am (x3), G D Chorus 2: C D G G7 And your memo-ry, heard this lonely, lonely music once. C D G D And your memo-ry, has been haunting me ever since. Verse 4: Bm7 Am Bm7 Am In the lonely dead of midnight, in the dimness of the twilight. Bm7 Am G D By the streetlight, by the lamplight, I'll be a-round. Verse 5: Bm7 Am When I'm tryin', tryin' to come down, Bm7 Am In my world my room keeps spinning round. Bm7 Am G D And I'm tryin' to get my feet back on the ground; you come a-round. Coda: Bm7 Am Da da da da da, da da da da da. Bm7 Am Da da da da da, da da da da da. Bm7 Am G D, G Da da da da da, da da da da da, da da da da. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Bm7 Am G D C G7 EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x24232 x02210 320003 xx0232 x32010 323000 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 4...BACK ON TOP... by Van Morrison -----------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: Em C (x3) Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 (x2) Am7 Bm7 G Verse 1: Em C You came to see me when the moon was new. Em C Saw you standin' in the pouring rain. Em C Left my message on the window pain; Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Back on the street a-gain, Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Back on the beat a-gain, Am7 Bm7 G I'm... back on the top, a-gain. Verse 2: Em C Saw me climbing to the top of the hill, Em C You saw me meeting with the fools on the hill. Em C Learned my lesson, and I had my fill. Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Learnt it all in vain, Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Went through it all a-gain. Am7 Bm7 G Now I'm back on the top, a-gain. Bridge 1: D C Always strivin', always climbing way be-yond my will. D C Same old sensation; isolation at the top of the bill. D C Always seeming like I'm moving, but I'm really going slow. D C What do you do, when you get to the top and there's nowhere to go? Verse 4: Em C Just how I get there will be anybody's guess, Em C With all the so called trappings of success. Em C Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill. Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Too busy raisin' Cain, Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 I'm back on the street a-gain. Am7 Bm7 G I'm... back on the top, a-gain. Sax Solo: Em C (x3) Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 (x2) Am7 Bm7 G Bridge 2: D C Always strivin', always climbing way be-yond my will. D C Same old sensation; isolation at the top of the bill. D C Always seeming like I'm moving, but I'm really going slow. D C What do you do, when you get to the top and there's nowhere to go? Verse 5: Em C Just how I get there will be anybody's guess, Em C With all the so called trappings of success. Em C Left all the deadbeats on the top of the hill. Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Too busy raisin' Cain, Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 I'm back on the street a-gain. Am7 Bm7 G I'm... back on the top, a-gain. Interlude: Em C (x3) Coda: Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Back on the street a-gain, Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 Back on the beat a-gain. Am7 Bm7 G I'm... back on the top, a-gain. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Em C Am7 Bm7 Cmaj7 G D EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE 022000 x32010 x02013 x24232 x32000 320003 xx0232 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 5...WHEN THE LEAVES COME FALLING DOWN... by Van Morrison ----------------------------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: Cmaj7 G (x2) Verse 1: Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G I saw you standing with wind and the rain, in your face. Am And you were thinking, Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G 'Bout the wisdom of the leaves, and their grace. Fmaj7 G When the leaves come falling down, Cmaj7 G In September, when the leaves come falling down. Verse 2: Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G And at night the moon is shinning, on a clear cloudless sky. Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G And when the evening shadows fall, I'll be there by your side. Fmaj7 G When the leaves come falling down, Cmaj7 G In September, when the leaves come falling down. Bridge 1: Dm7 Em7 Follow me down, follow me down, F G Cmaj7 Follow me down, to the place beside the garden and the wall. Dm7 Em7 Follow me down, follow me down, F G Cmaj7 G To the space before the twilight and the dawn. Verse 3: Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G Oh, the last time I saw Paris, in the streets in the rain, Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G And as I walk along the boulevards, with you, once a-gain. Fmaj7 G When the leaves come falling down, Cmaj7 G In September, when the leaves come falling down. Interlude: Am Fmaj7, Cmaj7 G (x2) Fmaj7 G, Cmaj7 G (x2) Bridge 2: Dm7 Em7 Follow me down, follow me down, F G Cmaj7 Follow me down, to the place beside the garden and the wall. Dm7 Em7 Follow me down, follow me down, F G Cmaj7 G To the space before the twilight and the dawn. Verse 4: Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G And as I'm looking at the colour, of the leaves in your hand. Am Fmaj7 Cmaj7 G As we're listening to Chet Baker, on the beach, in the sand. Fmaj7 G When the leaves come falling down, Cmaj7 G In September, when the leaves come falling down. Coda: G Fmaj7 Oh when the leaves come falling down, G Cmaj7 In Sep-tember, when the leaves come falling down. Fmaj7 When the leaves come falling down, G Cmaj7 In September, when the leaves come falling down. G Fmaj7 When the leaves come falling down. G In September in the rain, Cmaj7 G When the leaves come falling down. Fmaj7 When the leaves come falling down, G In September in the rain, Cmaj7 When the leaves come falling down. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Cmaj7 G Am Fmaj7 Dm7 Em7 F EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x32000 320003 x02210 x03210 xx0221 022030 133211 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 6...HIGH SUMMER... by Van Morrison ------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* *CAPO 3rd FRET* (Original Key: Eb) Intro: Am F G, C, F C (x2) Verse 1: (C) Am By the mansion on the hillside, F G C F, C Red sports car comes driving down the road. C/B Am And pulls up into the driveway, F G C F, C And a story does un-fold. Verse 2: C C/B Am She's standing by the rhodo-dendrons, F G C F, C Where the roses are in bloom. C/B Am Looking out at the At-lantic ocean, F G C F, C And in her head she hums this tune. Verse 3: C C/B Am Thank god the dark nights, are drawing in a-gain, F G C F, C 'Cos high summer has got me down. C/B Am I'll wait till the end of August, F G C F, C And get off this merry-go-round. Verse 4: C C/B Am And they shut him out of paradise, F G C F, C Called him Lucifer, and frowned. C/B Am She took pride in what God made him, F C F, C Even before the angels shot him down to the ground. Verse 5: C C/B Am He's a light out of the darkness, F G C F, C And he wears a starry crown. C/B Am If you see him nothing will shake him, F G C F, C 'Cos high summer has got him low down. Solo: Am F G, C, F C (x2) Bridge 1: C Dm High summer's got him lonesome, G Am F Even when he makes the rounds, (makes the rounds). F Dm There's been no two ways a-bout it; G C F, C High summer's got him low down. Verse 6: C Am Checked in to the tiny village by the lakeside, F G C F, C Settled down to start a-new. C/B Am Far away from the poli-ticians, F G C F, C And the many chosen few. Verse 7: C C/B Am Far away from the jealousy factor, F G C F, C And everything that was tearing him a-part. C/B Am Far away from the organ grinder, F G C F, C And everyone that played their part. Verse 8: C C/B Am And they shut him out of paradise, F G C F, C Called him Lucifer, and frowned. C/B Am She took pride in what God made him, F C F, C Even before the angels shot him down to the ground. Verse 9: C C/B Am He's a light out of the darkness, F G C F, C And he wears a starry crown. C/B Am If you see him nothing will shake him, F G C F, C 'Cos high summer has got him low down. Solo: Am F G, C, F C (x2) Coda: C C/B Am High summer's on the rebound, F G C F, C High summer's got him low down. C C/B Am High summer's on the rebound, F G C F, C High summer's got him low down. C C/B Am High summer's on the rebound, F G C F C High summer's got him low down, low down. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Am F G C C/B Dm EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x02210 133211 320003 x32010 x20010 xx0231 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 7...REMINDS ME OF YOU... by Van Morrison ------------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: G Bm C, G D C, G Verse 1: G Bm C I miss you so much I can't stand it, G Bm D Seems like my heart is breaking in two. G Bm C My head says no, but my soul de-mands it, G D C G Everything I do re-minds me of you. Verse 2: G Bm C I miss you so much, in this house full of shadows, G Bm D While the rain keeps pouring down my window, too. G Bm C When will the pain recede to the darkness, G D C G From whence it has come? And I'm feeling so blue. Bridge 1: C Bm Ain't goin' down no more to the well, C D G G7 Sometimes it feels like I'm going to hell. C Bm Sometimes I'm knocking on your front door, C D C G But I don't have nothing to sell, no more. Verse 3: G Bm C Seems like the spirit is pushing me onwards, G Bm D I'm able to see where I tripped and went wrong. G Bm C I'll just have to guess where my soul will find comfort. G D C G And I miss you so much, when I'm singing my song. Solo: G Bm C, G Bm D G Bm C, G D C, G Bridge 2: C Bm Ain't goin' down no more to the well, C D G G7 Sometimes it feels like I'm going to hell. C Bm Sometimes I'm knocking on your front door, C D C G But I don't have nothing to sell, no more. Verse 4: G Bm C Seems like the spirit is pushing me onwards, G Bm D I'm able to see where I tripped and went wrong. G Bm C I'll just have to guess where my soul will find comfort. G D C G And I miss you so much, when I'm singing my song. Verse 5: G Bm C I miss you so much I can't stand it, G Bm D Seems like my heart is breaking in two. G Bm C My head says no, but my soul de-mands it, G D C G Everything I do re-minds me of you. G D C G Everything I do re-minds me of you, G D C G Everything I do re-minds me of you. Outro: C C/B C/A, G CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- G Bm C D G7 C/B C/A EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE 320003 x24432 x32010 xx0232 323000 x20010 x02010 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 8...NEW BIOGRAPHY... by Van Morrison --------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* *CAPO 3rd FRET* (Original Key: Eb) Intro: C Am, F G (x2) Verse 1: C Am See you've got the new bi-ography, F G Where did they get the info from? C Am Same as before; some so-called friends, F G Who claim to have known me then. Verse 2: C Am How come they've got such good memories, F G When I can't even re-member last week? C Am Got to question where they're coming from, F G What knowledge of me is it that they speak? Bridge 1: C Am So far away, way back when, F G The people that claim to have known me then. Chorus 1: C Am They're not on my wavelength and it's such a shame, F G That they have to play the name game. C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F G Lord, it's a cryin' shame, Lord, tell me what's to blame? Verse 3: C Am Reinvented all the stories they know, F G Give them all a different slant. C Am What is it that they're really looking for? F G Just a hobby on the internet. Bridge 2: C Am So far away, way back when, F G The people that claim to have known me then. Chorus 2: C Am They're not on my wavelength and it's such a shame, F G That they have to play the name game. C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F G Lord, it's a cryin' shame, Lord, tell me what's to blame? Sax Solo: C Am, F G (x2) Break: Am If they didn't really know me way back, F G How can they know me now in any respect? Am It's a pity they don't feel the pain, F G That they should pay the price to play, to play... Chorus 3: C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F G Lord, it's a cryin' shame, Lord, tell me what's to blame? Chorus 4: C Am They're not on my wavelength and it's such a shame, F G That they have to play, have to play... C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F Lord, it's a cryin' shame, G Lord, tell me what's to blame? They keep on playin'... C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F Lord, it's a cryin' shame, G Lord, tell me what's to blame? They keep on playin'... C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F Lord, it's a cryin' shame, G Lord, tell me what's to blame? They keep on playin'... C Am The fame game, oh, the name game. F Lord, it's a cryin' shame, G Lord, tell me what's to blame? They keep on playin'... Outro: C Am, F G (Repeat to Fade) CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- C Am F G EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x32010 x02210 133211 320003 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 9...PRECIOUS TIME... by Van Morrison --------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: G C G D (x2), C G Chorus 1: G C Precious time is slipping away, G D But you're only king for a day. G C It doesn't matter to which God you pray; G D C G Precious time is slipping a-way. Verse 1: G C It doesn't matter what route you take; G D Sooner or later the hearts going to break. G C No rhyme or reason, no master plan, G D C G No Nir-vana, no promised land. Chorus 2: G C Precious time is slipping away, G D But you're only king for a day. G C It doesn't matter to which God you pray; G D C G Precious time is slipping a-way. Verse 2: G C Say que sera, whatever will be, G D But then I keep on searching for immor-tality. G C She's so beautiful, but she's going to die some day; G D C G Everything in life just passes a-way. Chorus 3: G C Precious time is slipping away, G D But you're only king for a day. G C It doesn't matter to which God you pray; G D C G Precious time is slipping a-way. Verse 3: G C Well, this world is cruel, with it's twists and turns, G D Well, the fire's still in me, and the passion burns. G C I love you madly, 'till the day I die, G D C G 'Till Hell freezes over, and the rivers run dry. Because... Chorus 4: G C Precious time is slipping away, G D But you're only king for a day. G C It doesn't matter to which God you pray; G D C G Precious time is slipping a-way. Chorus 5: G C Precious time is slipping away, G D But you're only king for a day. G C It doesn't matter to which God you pray; G D C G Precious time is slipping a-way. (Repeat to Fade) CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- G C D EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE 320003 x32010 xx0232 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2004 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) 10...GOLDEN AUTUMN DAY... by Van Morrison -------------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: F Am, Bbmaj7 (x2) Verse 1: F Well, I heard the bells ringing, Am Bbmaj7 I was thinking about winning, in this God forsaken place. F When my confidence was well, Am Bbmaj7 Then I tripped and I fell, right flat on my face. F Now I'm standing erect, Am Bbmaj7 And I feel like coming back and the sun is shining gold. F Put a smile on my face, Am Bbmaj7 Get back in the human race and get on with the show. Bridge 1: C Bbmaj7 And I'm taking in the Indian Summer, C Bbmaj7 And I'm soaking it up in my mind. C Bbmaj7 And I'm pre-tending, that it's para-dise... Chorus 1: F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F C On a golden Autumn day. Verse 2: F In the wee midnight hour, Am Bbmaj7 I was parking my car, in this dimly lit town. F I was at-tacked by two thugs, Am Bbmaj7 Who took me for a mug and shoved me down on the ground. F And they pulled out a knife, Am Bbmaj7 And I fought my way up as they scarpered from the scene. F Well, this is no New York street, Am Bbmaj7 And there's no Bobby on the beat and things ain't just what they seem. Bridge 2: C Bbmaj7 And I'm taking in the Indian Summer, C Bbmaj7 And I'm soaking it up in my mind. C Bbmaj7 And I'm pre-tending, that it's para-dise... Chorus 2: F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F C On a golden Autumn day. Solo: F Am, Bbmaj7 (x4) C Bbmaj7 (x4) F Bbmaj7 (x3), F C Verse 3: F Who would think this could happen, Am Bbmaj7 In a city like this, among Blake's green and pleasant hills? F And we must remember, Am Bbmaj7 As we go through September, among these dark satanic mills. F If there's such a thing as justice, Am Bbmaj7 I could take them out and flog them, in the nearest green field. F And it might be a lesson, Am Bbmaj7 To the bleeders of the system, in this whole society. Bridge 3: C Bbmaj7 And I'm taking in the Indian Summer, C Bbmaj7 And I'm soaking it up in my mind. C Bbmaj7 And I'm pre-tending, that it's para-dise... Chorus 3: F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. F Bbmaj7 On a golden Autumn day. Outro: (Strings) F, Bbmaj7 (x8) CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- F Am Bbmaj7 C EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE 133211 x02210 x13231 x32010 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com) ...........................................
