[ Предположительная тональность: G ] This is a bunch of songs made by various users, put together to form the album Castaways and Cutouts. All credit is properly given. Without these users the tab would not be the same. Thank You! I have set the album up so that each song is assigned a roman numeral. To find the song that you want, just hit control z (or command z, but only if you have a Mac.) Then just type in the roman numeral. DO NOT FORGET TO PUT A PERIOD AFTER THE NUMERAL!!!! I. Leslie Anne Levine II. Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect III. July, July! IV. A Cautionary Song V. Odalisque VI. Cocoon VII. Grace Cathedral Hill VIII. The Legionnaire's Lament IX. Clementine X. California One/Youth and Beauty Brigade I. Leslie Anne Levine Originally tabbed by: wolfey89 INTRO (E C7M Asus2) x4 VERSE 1 E C7M Asus2 My name is Leslie Anne Levine E C7M Asus2 My mother birthed me down a dry ravine E C7M Asus2 My mother birthed me far too soon E B Asus2 Born at nine and dead at noon CHORUS A C#m Fifteen years gone now, I still wander this parapet A And shake my rattle bone A C#m Fifteen years gone now, I still cling to the petticoats C B E Of the girl who died with me (E C7M Asus2) x2 VERSE 2 E C7M Asus2 On the roof above the streets E C7M Asus2 The only love I've known's a chimney sweep E C7M Asus2 Lost and lodged inside a flue E B Asus2 Back in 1842 CHORUS A C#m Fifteen years gone now, I still wail from these catacombs A And curse my mother's name A C#m Fifteen years gone now, still a wastrel mesallied C B E Has brought this fate on me (E C7M Asus2) x2 VERSE 3 E C7M Asus2 My name is Leslie Anne Levine E C7M Asus2 I've no one left to mourn for me E C7M Asus2 My body lies inside its grave E B Asus2 In a ditch not far away CHORUS A C#m Fifteen years gone now, I still wander this parapet A And shake my rattle bone A C#m Fifteen years gone now, I still cling to the petticoats C B E Of the girl who died with me OUTRO E C7M Asus2 E C7M Asus2 E Who died with me C7M Asus2 E Who died with me C7M Asus2 E Who died with me II. Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect Originally tabbed by: Unregistered D9sus2: - 5 0 0 3 0 INTRO (C7M D9sus2)x2 VERSE 1 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And here I dreamt I was a soldier C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And I marched the streets of Birkenau C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And I recall in spring the perfume that the air would bring C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 To the indolent town VERSE 2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 Where the barkers called the moon down C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 The carnival was ringing loudly now C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And just to lay with you there's nothing that I wouldn't do C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 Save lay my rifle down CHORUS Dsus2 C7M And try one, and try two Dsus2 C7M Guess it always comes down to Dsus2 C7M Alright, well okay Dsus2 C7M C7M Guess it's better to turn this way... D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 VERSE 3 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And I am nothing of a builder C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 But here I dreamt I was an architect C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And I built this balustrade to keep you home, to keep you safe C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 From the outside world VERSE 4 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 But the angles and the corners C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 Even though my work is unparalleled C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 They never seemed to meet, the structure fell about our feet C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And we were free to go CHORUS Dsus2 C7M And try one, and try two Dsus2 C7M Guess it always comes down to Dsus2 C7M Alright, well okay Dsus2 C7M C7M Guess it's better to turn this way... D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 VERSE 5 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And here in Spain I am a Spaniard C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 I will be buried with my marionettes C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 Countess and courtesans will fall beneath my tender hand C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 When their husbands are not around VERSE 6 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 But you my soiled teenage girlfriend C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 Though you are furrowed like a lioness C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 And we are vagabonds, we travel without seat belts on C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 C7M D9sus2 We live this close to death CHORUS Dsus2 C7M And try one, and try two Dsus2 C7M Guess it always comes down to Dsus2 C7M Alright, well okay Dsus2 C7M C7M Guess it's better to turn this OUTRO Dsus2 C7M Dsus2 C7M Well I won, and you lose, guess it always comes down to Dsus2 C7M Dsus2 C7M The alright, it's okay, guess it's better to turn this C7M D9sus2 Way... (C7M D9sus2)x3 III. July, July! Originally tabbed by: letdown00 INTRO E VERSE 1 A B E D There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house A B E And how the green grows there. A B E D And we got special boots that beat the path to my house A B E And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there. VERSE 2 A B E D And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian A B E And he was gunshot running gin A B E D And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers A B E And how he held'em, how held'em, held'em in. PRE-CHORUS F#m E And the water rolls down the drain. F#m E The water rolls down the drain. O what a D E Lonely thing! In a lonely drain! CHORUS A D E D July, July, July A D E Never seemed so strange A D E D July, July, July A D E D A D E Never seemed so, never seemed so strange. VERSE 3 A B E D This is the story of the road that goes to my house A B E And what ghosts do there remain. A B E D And all the thoughts that run the length and breadth of my house A B E And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains. VERSE 4 A B E D And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient, A B E Though the specifics might be vague. A B E D And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta A B E When in fact it was a nappy bluish gray. PRE-CHORUS F#m E And the water rolls down the drain. F#m E The blood rolls down the drain. O what a D E Lonely thing! In a blood-red drain! CHORUS A D E D July, July, July A D E Never seemed so strange A D E D July, July, July A D E D A D E Never seemed so, never seemed so strange. OUTRO A D E Never seemed so strange A D E Never seemed so strange A D E Never seemed so strange IV. A Cautionary Song Originally tabbed by: Unregistered Dm/A is 1 strum of the Dm chord, followed by one strum of an A chord. In the verses it is repeated. INTRO (Dm/A) x4 VERSE 1 Dm/A G/D There's a place your mother goes, when everybody else is soundly sleeping Dm Through the lights of beacon street G And if you listen you can hear her weeping, A Bb She's weeping, cause the gentlemen are calling CHORUS F And the snow is softly falling on her petticoats. Bb And she's standing in the harbor F And she's waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat. A See how they approach VERSE 2 Dm/A G/D With dirty hands and trousers torn they grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping Dm G A gag is placed between her lips to keep her sorry tongue from A Bb Any speaking, or screaming CHORUS F And they row her out to packets where the sailor's sorry racket Bb Calls for maidenhead F And she's scarce above the gunwales when her clothes fall to a A Bundle and she's laid in bed on the upper deck Gm A Gm A La la la la laa,la la la laa, VERSE 3 Dm/A G/D And so she goes from ship to ship, her ankles clasped, her arms so rudely pinioned Dm G 'Til at last she's satisfied the lot of the marina's teeming A Bb Minions, in their opinions CHORUS F And they tell her not to say a thing to cousin, kindred, kith or Bb Kin or she'll end up dead F And they throw her thirty dollars and return her to the harbor A Where she goes to bed, and this is how your fed OUTRO Gm A So be kind to your mother, though she may seem an awful bother, Gm A and the next time she tries to feed you collard greens, A Dm Remember what she does when you're asleep V. Odalisque Originally tabbed by: aflowerandagun INTRO (Ebm Ab B B/F#)x2 VERSE 1 Ebm Ab B B/F# They've come to find you, Odalisque Ebm Ab B B/F# As the light dies horribly Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab On a fire escape you walk Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab B B/F# All rare and resolved to drop Ebm Ab B B/F# VERSE 2 Ebm Ab B B/F# And when they find you, Odalisque Ebm Ab B B/F# They will rend you, terribly Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab Stitch from stitch 'til all Bbm Bbm Ebm Ab B B/F# Your linen limbs will fall Ab B C# x2 CHORUS Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab B B Lazy lady had a baby girl Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab Ab B C# And a sweet sound it made Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab B B Raised on pradies, peanut shells and dirt Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab Ab B C# In a railroad cul-de-sac C# Eb And what do we do with ten baby shoes B C#m A kit bag full of marbles and a broken billiard cue? B What do we do? Ab Ab Ab B C# x2 What do we do? CHORUS 2 Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab B B Fifteen stitches will mend those britches right Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab Ab B C# And them rip them down again Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab B B Sapling switches will rend those rags alright Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab Ab Ab B C# What a sweet sound it makes C# Ab And what we do with ten dirty Jews B C#m A thirty-ought full of rock salt and a warm afternoon? B What do we do? Bb What do we do? BRIDGE Bb Lay your belly under mine Bb B Bb Naked under me, under me Bb Such a filthy dimming shine Bb B A#* The way you kick and scream, kick and scream Bb Bb/A Bb Bb Bb/A Ab Bb CHORUS C# Eb And what do we with ten baby shoes B C#m A kit bag full of marbles and broken billiard cue? B What do we do? Ab Ab Ab B C# What do we do? Ab Ab Ab B C# Ab Ab Ab B C# / Ab OUTRO Ab B B Lazy lady had a baby girl Ab And a sweet sound it made VI. Cocoon Originally tabbed by: Unregistered INTRO (D7M G7M ) x2 VERSE 1 D7M G7M This cocoon, caught in Vesuvius' shadow D7M Only the ashes remain G7M And I waited there for you D7M G7M Why couldn't you? VERSE 2 D7M G7M Here we lie waiting for something to startle D7M To shake us from gravity's pull G7M And so sleeping hours are through D7M G7M What can we do? PRE-CHORUS Bm G7M Em7 The sorry conclusion, the low dirty war, it happened before you came to Bm G7M But this is solution, and this is amends Em7 The joke always tends to come true C Am E But there on your windowsill over the unmoving platoon C Am E Written in paperback, view to the quarterback's room G Under waning moon CHORUS D/F# Dm/F Em This quiet serves only to hide you Bm/F# Em Provide you G Gm D7M G7M What I knew, what I knew, it'd come back to you D7M G7M VERSE 3 D7M G7M Take this palm, follow the lines here are written D7M And script out the rest of your life G7M And feel your fingers falling slack D7M G7M And all folding back PRE-CHORUS Bm G7M The tainted election, the hole in the sky Em7 Command what is tried, what is true Bm G7M But without solution, with feet on the ground Em7 It won't make a sound 'til you're through C Am So loosen your shoulder blades E This is your hour to make due C Am Because there on the timberline E Deep cold November shines through G Soft and absolute CHORUS D/F# Dm/F Em This quiet serves only to hide you Bm/F# Em Provide you G Gm D7M G7M What I knew, what I knew, it'd come back to you VII. Grace Cathedral Hill Originally tabbed by: Unregistered VERSE 1 G Grace Cathedral hill, Em All wrapped in the bones of a setting sun, C All dust and stone and moribund. D I paid twenty-five cents to light D7 A little white candle G For a New Year's day Em I sat and watched it burn away C Then turned and weaved through the slow decay. D We were both a little hungry D7 So we went to get a hotdog. G Down the Hyde St. Pier, Em The light was slight and disappeared. C The air, it sunk of fish and beer. D We heard a superman trumpet D7 Play the National Anthem. CHORUS C G Em And the world may belong for you, C G Em But he'll never belong to you. C But on a motorbike, Cm D D7 When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight, C D Are you feeling better now? G Em Are you feeling be...ttttter..nooooww. C Cm Are you feeling better now? VERSE 2 G Some way to greet the year: Em Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears. C The pilgrims, pills and tourist here D All sing "Fifty three bucks D7 To buy a brand new halo." I'm sweet on a green-eyed girl, Em All fiery Irish clip and curl, C All brine and piss and vinegar. D I paid twenty-five vents to light D7 A little white candle. CHORUS C G Em And the world may belong for you, C G Em But he'll never belong to you. C But on a motorbike, Cm D D7 When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight, C D Are you feeling better now? G Em Are you feeling be...ttttter..nooooww. C Cm Are you feeling better now? OUTRO G Em C Cm (La..la...la...la...) x2 VIII. The Legionnaire's Lament Originally tabbed by: letdown00 VERSE 1 Dm F I'm a legionnaire, camel in disrepair, G Bb A Hoping for a Frigidaire to come passing by. Dm F I am on reprieve, lacking my joise de vivre, G Bb A Missing my gay Paree in this desert dry. VERSE 2 Dm F And I wrote my girl, told her I would not return, G Bb A I've terribly taken a turn for the worse now, I fear. Dm It's been a year or more F Since they shipped me to this foreign shore, G Fighting in a foreign war, Bb A So far away from my home. CHORUS F C If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards Gm Bb And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream). F C With a roar of cars and the lolling of the cafe bars Gm Bb The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine. Bbm Dm Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again. F G Bb A La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum VERSE 3 Dm F Medicating in the sun with pinch doses of laudanum, G Bb A Longing for the old fecundity of my homeland. Dm F Curses to this mirage! A bottle of ancient Shiraz! G Bb A The smattering of distant applause is ringing in my poor ears. Dm F On the old left bank, my baby in a charabanc, G Bb A Riding up the width and length of the Champs Elysee. CHORUS F C If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards Gm Bb And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream). F C With a roar of cars and the lolling of the cafe bars Gm Bb The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine. Bbm Dm Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again. F G Bb A La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum BRIDGE Dm F G Bb A CHORUS F C If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards Gm Bb And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream). F C With a roar of cars and the lolling of the cafe bars Gm Bb The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine. Bbm Dm Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again. OUTRO C Gm Bb Be back again, be back again, O be back again. F C Gm Bb Bbm Oh oh oh oh oh, la la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh F C Gm Bb Bbm Dm IX. Clementine INTRO (D G A) x2 VERSE 1 D G A You slept in your overalls D G A After the wrecking ball D G A Bereft you of house and home D G A And left you with sweet fuck-all CHORUS Bm So we got in your car G With our kickabout hearts Em A And we hollered out 'sweet clementine' VERSE 2 D G A Tell your mom to marry us D G A a candle to carry us D G A with cans on our bicycle fenders D G A so sweet and hilarious CHORUS Bm And we'll find us a home G Built of packaging foam Em A That will be there 'til after we die BRIDGE (D G A)x5 VERSE 3 D G A And, i'll play the clarinet D G A Use clamshells for castinets D G A We play with our bags on our shoulders D G A My sweet lady lioness CHORUS Bm And I watch as you sleep G So indelibly deep Em A And I hum to you sweet clementine (D G A) x5 X. California One/Youth And Beauty Brigade DROP D TUNING INTRO: D Em F#m G Em D VERSE 1 D Em Take a long drive with me D On California one, On California one Em Take a long drive with me D On California one, On California one CHORUS And the road a-winding goes Gm D From golden gate to roaring cliff-side Gm D And the light is softly low as our hearts become sweetly untied C G D Beneath the sun of California one VERSE 2 Em Take a long dram with me D Of California wine, of California wine Em Take a long dram with me D Of California wine, of California wine CHORUS And the wine it tastes so sweet Gm D As we lay our eyes to wander And the sky, it stretches deep Gm D Will we rest our heads to slumber C Beneath the vines of California wine? D C G D Beneath the sun of California One BRIDGE D Asus4 D D+ Em G Em G D+ D+ Annabelle lies, sleeps with quiet eyes G Em G Em On this sea-drift sun D+ What can you do? And if I said, O it's in your head G Em G Em On this sea-drift sun D+ What can you do? D We're calling all bed wetters and ambulance chasers Poor picker-pockets bring 'em in D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade We're lining up the light-loafers And the bored bench warmers Castaways and cutouts, fill it up D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade Em F#m G Nothing will stand in our way A D G I figured I had paid my debt to society F#m Em G By paying my overdue fines at the Multnomah County Library, at the library they said son, go join up D G D go join the youth and beauty brigade' D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade D/F# G D Come join the youth and beauty brigade Em F#m G Nothing will stand in our way
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