...GOLDEN AUTUMN DAY... by Van Morrison
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*from 'Back 0n Top' (1999)*


Intro:

F  Am, Bb7M   (x2)

Verse 1:

        F
Well, I heard the bells ringing,
      Am                              Bb7M  
I was thinking about winning, in this God forsaken place.
        F
When my confidence was well,
       Am                        Bb7M  
Then I tripped and I fell, right flat on my face.
        F
Now I'm standing erect,
      Am                            Bb7M  
And I feel like coming back and the sun is shining gold.
      F
Put a smile on my face,
         Am                        Bb7M  
Get back in the human race and get on with the show.

Bridge 1:

        C                    Bb7M  
And I'm taking in the Indian Summer,
        C                   Bb7M  
And I'm soaking it up in my mind.
            C                       Bb7M  
And I'm pre-tending, that it's para-dise...

Chorus 1:

                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   C
On a golden Autumn day.

Verse 2:

       F
In the wee midnight hour,
      Am                      Bb7M  
I was parking my car, in this dimly lit town.
         F
I was at-tacked by two thugs,
    Am                              Bb7M  
Who took me for a mug and shoved me down on the ground.
         F
And they pulled out a knife,
      Am                       Bb7M  
And I fought my way up as they scarpered from the scene.
              F
Well, this is no New York street,
               Am                                 Bb7M  
And there's no Bobby on the beat and things ain't just what they seem.

Bridge 2:

        C                    Bb7M  
And I'm taking in the Indian Summer,
        C                   Bb7M  
And I'm soaking it up in my mind.
            C                       Bb7M  
And I'm pre-tending, that it's para-dise...

Chorus 2:

                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   C
On a golden Autumn day.

Solo:

F  Am, Bb7M   (x4)
C  Bb7M   (x4)
F  Bb7M   (x3), F  C

Verse 3:

          F
Who would think this could happen,
     Am                            Bb7M  
In a city like this, among Blake's green and pleasant hills?
       F
And we must remember,
      Am                                Bb7M  
As we go through September, among these dark satanic mills.
           F
If there's such a thing as justice,
        Am                                  Bb7M  
I could take them out and flog them, in the nearest green field.
       F
And it might be a lesson,
       Am                              Bb7M  
To the bleeders of the system, in this whole society.

Bridge 3:

        C                    Bb7M  
And I'm taking in the Indian Summer,
        C                   Bb7M  
And I'm soaking it up in my mind.
            C                       Bb7M  
And I'm pre-tending, that it's para-dise...

Chorus 3:

                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.
                   F   Bb7M  
On a golden Autumn day.

Outro: (Strings)

F, Bb7M   (x8)


CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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   F       Am    Bb7M      C

 EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE
 133211  x02210  x13231  x32010


Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2012 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)