Nick Drake At The Chime

Tom: C From: Harlan L Thompson A1 A2 A city freeze get on your knees A3 A Pray for warmth and green paper A1 A2 A city drought you're down and out A3 A See your trousers down tapered C F C B E Saddle up, kick your feet, ride the range of a London street C F C B E B E Travel to a local plane, turn around and come back again A A And at the chime of a city clock, put up your roadblock A7 A Hang onto your crown A A For a stone in a tin can is wealth to the city man A7 A Who leaves his armour down C F G F C C F G F A Stay indoors beneath the floors Talk with neighbors only The games you play make people say You're odd and wierd and lonely A city star won't shine too far on account of the way you are And the beads around your face make you sure to fit back in place And at the beat of a city drum, see all your friends come In twos or threes or more For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty face Who knows what a face is for The city clown will soon fall down Without a face to hide in And he will lose if he won't choose The one he may confide in A seller boy with smokes for sale went to ground with a face so pale And overheard above the change showed his hand and fell out of range In the light of the city square find out the face that's fair Keep it by your side When the light of the city falls, you fly to the city walls Take off with your bride But at the chime of a city clock, put up your roadblock Hang onto your crown For a stone in a tin can is wealth to the city man Who leaves his armour down A1 (with pattern) A (with pattern) NOTE: chances are pretty good that this is completely wrong, but until the correct tuning is posted, this will have to do. Since this is one of my favorite N.D. songs, I had to find a way to play it somehow or another. (from Bryter Layter, 1970) (sent by Harlan at )