Beirut.

Elephant Gun

To play on guitar, capo VI:

Am(Em): 022003
D7(A7): x02223
G(D): x00232
C(G): 320003
C/B(G/F#): 320002 -or- 2x0003

Intro:

Am D7 G C C/B x2

Verse:

Am D7 G
If I was young, I'd flee this town

C C/B Am
I'd bury my dreams under - ground
D7 G C C/B
As did I, we drink to die, we drink ton - ight

Am D7 G
Far from home, elephant gun
C C/B Am
Let's take them down one by one
D7 G C C/B
We'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not ar - ound

Chorus:

Am D7 G C C/B Am
Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on
D7 G C C/B (Am)
Let the seasons begin - take the big king down

Am D7 G C C/B Am
Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on
D7 G C C/B (Am)
Let the seasons begin - take the big king down

Postcards From Italy.

 F
The imes we
t had
A
Oh, when ind would blow with rain and
the w snow
F
not all
Were
bad
A
We put eet just where they
our f had
F
Had g
to o
A
Never g
to o

The shattered
soul
Following close but nearly twice
as slow
Were my good
times
There were always golden rocks
to throw
At those
who
Those who admit defeat
too late
Those were our
times
Those were our
times

D
Bb F
m
I love to see that
And
will day
C
That
ay is mine
d
Bb F
she will rry
When
ma me
Dm C
Ou side with illow
t the w trees
And playing songs in
Made
they made
me so
And I would love to see
that day
The day was
mine

Nantes.

Guitarra
D#m x68876
F# 244322
C# x46664

Intro: D#m C# F#

D#m C# F#
well it's been a long time, long time now
D#m C# F#
since I've seen you smile
D#m C# F#
and I'll gamble away my fright
D#m C# F#
and I'll gamble away my time
D#m C# F#
and in a year, a year or so
D#m C# F#
this will slip into the sea
D#m C# F#
well it's been a long time, long time now
D#m C# F#
since I've seen you smile

D#m C# F#
nobody raise their voices
D#m C# F#
just another night in Nantes
D#m C# F#
nobody raise their voices
D#m C# F#
just another night in Nantes

Repetir.
Scenic World.

DA Bm G
the lights on, ights
off
go the l go
D A Bm G
when gs feel
thin don't right
D A Bm G
ie ike a red
Il
down l ti dog
D A Bm G
licking is n the de
h wounds i sha

D A Bm G
whe
I feel ali ve
n
D A Bm G
I try immagine areles if
to ac sl e
D A Bm G
a world the ets are
ll
scenic where suns a
B
D A G
m
br at tak n
e h i g
Sunday Smile

C F Bb Dm
Intro

C F Bb Dm
All I want is the best for our lives my dear,
C F Bb Dm
and you know my wishes are sincere.
C F Bb Dm
Whats to say for the days I cannot bare.

C F Bb Dm
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
C F Bb Dm
A Sunday mile we paused and sang.
C F Bb Dm
A Sunday smile you wore it for a while.
C F Bb Dm
A Sunday mile we paused and sang.
C F Bb Dm
A Sunday smile and we felt true. (and)

C F Bb Dm
We burnt to the ground left a view to admire
C F Bb Dm
with buildings inside church of white.
C F Bb Dm
We burnt to the ground left a grave to admire.
C F Bb Dm C
And as we reach for the sky, reach the church of white
 F Bb Dm

Coro.

Outro: C F Bb Dm

Beirut - Mount Wroclai (Idle Days):

Bbm Db Ab
And I know when time
Ebm Bbm
will pass by slow
Db
without my heart
Ab Ebm
what can I do

you're in the halls

the bell gives way to a larger swell
without my heart
what can I do, oh
wroclai

and we grow fat

on the charms of our idle dreary days
seen the shadows grow
see an ominous display
with no alarm
could we say we'd have expected this way
under stars have died
give incent to play worclai
Forks And Knifes

E A
G D
m m
G Em Am D G
U town, street's in calmin wa
p the a g y
Em Am D G
outside warm as bed with mai
And
is a a d
Em Am D G
And find all waves rave
I it's our and s
Em Am D G
makes days on wa
That
the go this y

E A
G D
m m
G Em Am D G
heard sa sound word
I
the d of s
Em Am D G
Sp ken from beak of wise bir
o the a old d
Em Am D G
streets kept loa
Uptown, the
are af t
Em Am D G
girl me
A leaves one
never al
Cliquot

Bm
A plague on the workhouse a plague on the poor now
Em
I'll beat on my drum til I'm dead
Bm
Yesterday fever, tomorrow St. Peter

Em
I'll beat on my drum until then

D A Em D
I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill
I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old window sill
I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older
Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold

Mimizan.

The lines are onboard

It's quiet off shore
But the wind blows
The children are here
But the women just stare from the windows
See the lawns outside
Groomed, green lawns
Oh, how they glow
And I spotted you there
Curlers in hair on the telephone
And I, I'll longed for you
Yes I, I'll longed for you
Oh I'll move for you
Yes I'll move for you

Heels spin round on the floor

As the maid sweeps dust and leaves from the backdoor
My heart could be yours within dreams
We're free, but you'd always ask for more.

Coro

Cherbourg.

G A
And a fall from you is a long w ay down
Bm
I've found a better w ay out
G A
And a fall from you is a long way down
Bm
I k now a better way out
G G A Bm

G
Well it's been a long time since I've s e en you smile
A
Gamble d away m y fright
Bm
Till the morning lights shine
G
Well it's been a long time since I've seen you smile
A
Gamble d away my fright
Bm
Till the morning lights shine

D Em
Sunday morning only fog on the limbs
G D
I called it again what do you know
D Em
And I filled our days with cards and gin
G D
You're alight again, my dear
D Em G D x2

Brandenburg. Dm – Gm

send me now, the winter's over

a light turns out, the winds are colder
the love we've had will turn all over
going south and we are older (?)

on the one... (???)

on a night like this you all turn around
no but i, i won't hold you anymore
no and i, i can't have you anymore (?)

and some days we're all alone

on the banks of the rhine
and some days all we have... (?)
(???)
and some days we're all alone
on the banks of the rhine