...GOLDEN AUTUMN DAY... by Van Morrison -----------------------................ *from 'Back On Top' (1999)* Intro: F Am, Bbmaj7 (x2) Verse 1: FWell (133211@1)I heard, The bells ringing, AmI (x02210@1)was thinking, About winning, Bbmaj7In (x13231@1)this God, Forsaken place. FWhen (133211@1)my confidence, Was well, AmThen (x02210@1)I tripped, And I fell, Bbmaj7Right (x13231@1)flat, On my face. FNow (133211@1)I'm standing, Erect, AmAnd (x02210@1)I feel, Like coming back, Bbmaj7And (x13231@1)the sun, Is shining gold. FPut (133211@1)a smile, On my face, AmGet (x02210@1)back in, The human race, Bbmaj7And (x13231@1)get on, With the show. Bridge 1: CAnd (x32010@1)I'm taking in, Bbmaj7The (x13231@1)Indian Summer, CAnd (x32010@1)I'm soaking it, Bbmaj7Up (x13231@1)in my mind. CAnd (x32010@1)I'm pre-tending, Bbmaj7That (x13231@1)it's para-dise, Chorus 1: (Bbmaj7) On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day, On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day. (Bbmaj7) On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day, On a golden, F (133211@1) CAutumn (x32010@1)day. Verse 2: FIn (133211@1)the wee, Midnight hour, AmI (x02210@1)was parking, My car, Bbmaj7In (x13231@1)this dimly, Lit town. FI (133211@1)was at-tacked, By two thugs, AmWho (x02210@1)took me, For a mug, And shoved me, Bbmaj7 Down on, The ground. FAnd (133211@1)they pulled, Out a knife, AmAnd (x02210@1)I fought, My way up, Bbmaj7As (x13231@1)they scarpered, From the scene. FWell (133211@1)this is no, New York street, And there's no, Am (x02210@1)Bobby on the beat, And things, Bbmaj7Ain't (x13231@1)just, What they seem. Bridge 2: CAnd (x32010@1)I'm taking in, Bbmaj7The (x13231@1)Indian Summer, CAnd (x32010@1)I'm soaking it, Bbmaj7Up (x13231@1)in my mind. CAnd (x32010@1)I'm pre-tending, Bbmaj7That (x13231@1)it's para-dise, Chorus 2: (Bbmaj7) On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day, On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day. (Bbmaj7) On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day, On a golden, F (133211@1) CAutumn (x32010@1)day. Solo: F Am, Bbmaj7 (x4) C Bbmaj7 (x4) F Bbmaj7 (x3) F (133211@1)C (x32010@1)Verse 3: FWho (133211@1)would think, This could happen, AmIn (x02210@1)a city like this? Bbmaj7Among (x13231@1)Blake's green, And pleasant hills. FAnd (133211@1)we must, AmRemember (x02210@1)as we go, Through September, Bbmaj7Among (x13231@1)these dark, Satanic mills. FIf (133211@1)there's such, A thing as justice, AmI (x02210@1)could take them, Out and flog them, Bbmaj7In (x13231@1)the nearest, Green field. FAnd (133211@1)it might be, A lesson to, AmThe (x02210@1)bleeders, Of the system, Bbmaj7In (x13231@1)this whole, Society. Bridge 3: CAnd (x32010@1)I'm taking in, Bbmaj7The (x13231@1)Indian Summer, CAnd (x32010@1)I'm soaking it, Bbmaj7Up (x13231@1)in my mind. CAnd (x32010@1)I'm pre-tending, Bbmaj7That (x13231@1)it's para-dise, Chorus 3: (Bbmaj7) On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day, On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day. (Bbmaj7) On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day, On a golden, F (133211@1) Bbmaj7Autumn (x13231@1)day. Outro: (Strings) F, Bbmaj7 (x8) CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- F (133211@1) Am (x02210@1) Bbmaj7 (x13231@1) C (x32010@1) EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE 133211 x02210 x13231 x32010 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)