EmBbFEm We set to sail on a packet full of spice, rum and tea-leaves.
EmBbFEm We've emptied out all the bars and the Bowery hotels
Em F#GG/B GEm Tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight
Em F#GE F# GB7 Tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight
B7 B7/A GEm (La da dum dum)
EmBbFEm Tell the tale of the Jewess and the mandarin Chinese boy
EmBbFEm He led her down from her gilded canopy of cloth.
Em F#GG/B GEm And through her blindfold she could make out the figures there before her
Em F#GE F# GB7 And how the air was thick with incense, cardamom and myrrh
B7 B7/A G
CHORUS 
C/GEmEm F# G So goodnight, boys, goodnight
C/GB7 Say goodnight, boys, goodnight
B7 B7/A GEm La da dum dum
Em C G D B7 La da dum dum...
EmBbFEm We set to sail on a clipper that's bound for South Australia
EmBbFEm The weather's warm there, the natives are dark and nubile.
Em F#GG/B GEm But if you listen, quiet, you can hear the footsteps on the cross-trees
Em F#GE F# GB7 The ghosts of sailors passed, their spectral bodies clinging to the shrouds.
B7 B7/A G
CHORUS 
C/GEmEm F# G So goodnight, boys, goodnight
C/GB7 Say goodnight, boys, goodnight
B7 B7/A GEm La da dum dum
Em C G D B7 (x2) Em La da dum dum...
GG/F#Em Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets
AEm Staring over at his neighbor's, knickers down.
AEmAD He's got his knickers down.
GG/F#Em So the summer is eternity for you?
AEm Sleeping in until your father's shaking you down
AEmA He's shaking you down.
G And the mail room shift gets a real short shrift
F#mEm As you dole out the packages, no-one seems to want you around
AEmA All skulking around.
DF#mBmG Let your legs loll on the lino
DF#mBmG 'Til your sinews spoil
DF#mBmG Will you stay here for awhile, dear,
DF#mBmEm 'Til the radio, plays something familiar?
AD Plays something familiar.
(D) GG/F#Em e--------------------------------------------------|
B---------------------------3---0-----0------------| 
AEm e--------------------------------------------------|
B-------------2-3---0-----0------------------------| 
AEm e----(5)--(3)--(2)--(0)----------------------------|
B--------------------------------------------------| 
AD e----(5)--(3)--(2)--(0)|
B----------------------| 
DGG/F#Em All a-drifting, he's the nogood boyo
AEm Sent a-fishing for a whalebone corset frame
AEmAD (The only catch all day)
DGG/F#Em So he sits and lets the current take him
AEm A gentle breeze will leave his pants in disarray
AEm And at his ankles laid.
G As he drifts to sleep with a moan and a weep
F#mEm He is decked by a Japanese geisha with a garland of pearls
AEm How she twists and twirls!
DF#mBmG Let your legs loll on the lino
DF#mBmG 'Til your sinews spoil
DF#mBmG Will you stay here for awhile, dear,
DF#mBmEm 'Til the radio plays something familiar
A Plays something familiar
Em Plays something familiar
A Plays something familiar
 OUTRO 
EmA e--3--3--2--2--0--0----0-----------------------------|
B--------------------3---3--2--2--3--3--4--4--5--5---| 
Em Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah-da-dah
A Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah
CCCC Cadd2C (x2)
VERSE 1 
CCadd2 CCadd2 Am There is a city by the sea, a gentle com - pa - ny,
Asus2 EmF FG G I don't suppose you want to
CCadd2 CCadd2 Am And as it tells its sorry tale, in harrowing detail
Asus2 EmF FG G Its hollowness will haunt you
Dm Dmadd2 F Fadd2 AmAsus2 Its streets and boulevards, orphans and oligarchs it hears
F Fadd2 Dm Dmadd2 A plaintive melody, truncated symphony
F Fadd2 G An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore,
F F G GC Los Angeles, I'm yours
 
CCCC Cadd2C (x4) F FG G
VERSE 2 
CCadd2 CCadd2 Am Oh ladies pleasant and demure, sallow-cheeked and sure
Asus2 EmF FG G I can see your undies
CCadd2 CCadd2 Am And all the boys you drag about, an empty fallow fount
Asus2 EmF FG G From Saturdays to Mondays
Dm Dmadd2 F Fadd2 AmAsus2 You hill and valley crowd, hanging your trousers down at heel
F Fadd2 Dm Dmadd2 This is the realest thing, as ancient choirs sing
F Fadd2 G A dozen blushing cherubs wheel above
F F G GC Los Angeles my love
CCCC Cadd2C (x2) C C# Dmaj7 C#mDmaj7 C#m C#m Eb E 
DDBmBsus2F#mG GA A Oh what a rush of ripe elan, languor on divans, dalliant and dainty
DDsus2DDsus2 Bm But oh the smell of burnt cocaine, the dolor and decay
Bsus2 F#mG GA A It only makes me cranky
Dm Dmadd2 FFsus2 AmAsus2 Am Oh great calamity, ditch of iniquity and tears
FFsus2 Dm Dmadd2 How I abhor this place, its sweet and bitter taste
FFsus2G Has left me wretched, retching on all fours
F F G GC Los Angeles, I'm yours
F F G GC Los Angeles, I'm yours
F F G GC Los Angeles, I'm yours
F FG GC 
F FG GC
CG Through the tarlatan holes, you've been slipping, been slipping away (la dee dum da)
CG And the weather will hold, its been ever so, ever so gray (la dee dum da)
EmGCCmEm And here as we're coming down, we're sounding out, it's a terrible, terrible tide
GC As it lights upon your eye
EmGCCmEm But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade, it's a chemical, chemical kind
GCAmC As it lights upon your eye, lights upon your eye
CG Through the tarlatan holes, you've been slipping, been slipping away (la dee dum da)
CG And the weather will hold, its been ever so, ever so gray (la dee dum da)
EmGCCmEm And here as we're coming down, we're sounding out, it's a terrible, terrible tide
GC As it lights upon your eye
EmGCCmEm But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade, it's a chemical, chemical kind
GCAmC As it lights upon your eye, lights upon your eye
EmGC (x2)
EmEm/F# GG/BC (x4) A - pril marches on...
 
C
EmA There's a wrinkle, in the water
DCmaj7 Where we laid our, first daughter
EmACmaj7B7 And I think the wind blows so sweetly there, over there
EmA And the windows, and the cinders
DCmaj7 And the willows, in the timbers
EmACmaj7B7 The infernal rattling of the rain, still remains
EmBEm But I, said the bachelor to the bride
BC Am not waiting for tonight,
GA No, I, I will box your ears
B7Em And leave you here stripped bare
EmADCmaj7 Stripped bare...
EmA Hear the corncrakes, and the deer hooves
DCmaj7 And the sleet rain on the slate roof
EmACmaj7B7 A medallion locked inside her hands, in her hands
EmA And his fingers, are they telling
DCmaj7 Of the barren of her belly
EmACmaj7B7 Do his calluses cure her furrowed brow, even now
EmBEm But I, said the bachelor to the bride
BC Am not waiting for tonight,
GA No, I, I will box your ears
B7Em And leave you here stripped bare,
EmADCmaj7EmADCmaj7 Stripped bare, stripped bare, stripped bare
EmBEm But I, said the bachelor to the bride
BC Am not waiting for tonight,
GA No, I, I will box your ears
C And take your tears
ACEmADCmaj7 And leave you, leave you here, stripped bare
 
EmADCmaj7 (x2) Em
DGDG Myla Goldberg sets a steady hand upon her brow
DGDG Myla Goldberg hangs a crooked foot all upside down
DG It comes around, it comes around
DG It comes around, it comes around
DG It comes around, it comes around
DG It comes around, it comes around
DGDG Pretty hands do pretty things when pretty times arise
DGDG Seraphim and seaweed swim where stick-limbed Myla lies
DG It comes around, it comes around
DG It comes around, it comes around
DG It comes around, it comes around
DG It comes around, it comes around
AGDA Still know you're waiting to grow
EmGA Inside you're old
GD Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Em Put paper to pen
G To spell out "Eliza"
DGDG We begin with sticky shins, make sticky then our shoes
DGDG Shoes beget to clothes and hat until sticky's sticking too
DG Finiculi finicula finiculi finicula
DG Finiculi finicula finiculi finicula
DG Finiculi finicula finiculi finicula
DG Finiculi finicula finiculi finicula
DGDG Listen in as shin-kicked Jim relates his story sad
DGDG About a boy who kicked until his shins were all but rubber bands
 But now 
DG I know New York, I need New York
DG I know I need unique New York
DG I know New York, I need New York
DG I know I need unique New York
AGDA Still know you're waiting to grow
EmGA Inside you're old
GD Sew wings to your pigeon toes
Em Put paper to pen
G To spell out "Eliza"
D Eliza, Eliza, Eliza
It comes around, it comes around, it comes around 
DC# Ambling madly all over the town
D The call to arms you likened to a whisper
C# I likened to a radio.
DC# You were a brickbat, a Bowery tough,
D So rough they culled you from a cartoon.
C# Pulled out of your pantaloons.
AAb But you, my brother in arms,
F#mE I'd rather I'd lose my limbs than let you come to harm.
AAb But you, my bombazine doll
F#mE The bullets may singe your skin and the mortars may fall.
AE But I have never felt so much light
F#mD Than tonight, huddled in the trenches,
A Gazing on the battlefield.
E Our rifles blaze away.
GD We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
DC# Corporal Bradley of regiment five
D In proud array, standing by the bathing
C# Soldiers and the stevedores.
DC# We laid on the mattress and tumbled to sleep
D Our eyes aligned, swaddled in our civies
C# Cradled in our dungarees.
AAb But you, my brother in arms,
F#mE I'd rather I'd lose my limbs than let you come to harm.
AAb But you, my bombazine doll
F#mE The bullets may singe your skin and the mortars may fall.
AE But I have never felt so much light
F#mD Than tonight, huddled in the trenches,
A Gazing on the battlefield.
E Our rifles blaze away.
GD We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
GD We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
AE We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh Oh
GD We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
(D/F# G)x4
D/F#G This is the story of your red right ankle,
D/F#G And how it came to meet your leg
D/F#G And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled,
D/F#G And how the skin was softly shed
EmA And how it whispered, oh, adhere to me,
EmA For we are bound by symmetry
EmA And whatever differences our lives have been,
DGG D/F# We together make a limb
EmAD/F#GD/F#G This is the story of your red right ankle
D/F#G This is the story of your gypsy uncle,
D/F#G You never knew 'cause he was dead
D/F#G And how his face was carved and ripped with wrinkles,
D/F#G In the picture in your head
EmA And remember how you found the key,
EmA To his hideout in the Pyrenees
EmA But you wanted to keep his secret safe,
DGG D/F# So you threw the key away
EmAD/F#GD/F#G This is the story of your gypsy uncle
EmAAsus4 AEmAAsus4 A 
D/F#G (x2)
VERSE 3 
D/F#G This is the story of the boys who loved you,
D/F#G Who love you now and loved you then
D/F#G And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you,
D/F#G And some just laid around in bed
EmA And had crumbled you straight to your knees,
EmA Did it cruel did it tenderly
EmA And some had crawled their way into your heart,
DGG D/F# To rend your ventricles apart
EmAG/BG/B Asus4 GG D/F# Em This is the story of the boys who loved you
EmAG This is the story of your red right ankle
EmB7 I am a chimbley, a chimbley sweep
Am No bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet
EmB7 Upon the rooftops in dead of night
AmEm You'll hear me cry, I'll shake you from your sleep
G To hear me weep
DC "Your day will come indeed
EmGCAm For I am a poor and a wretched boy
EmB7Em A chimbley chimbley sweep."
EmB7 I am an orphan, an orphan boy
Am I've known no love, I've seen no mother's joy
EmB7 A dirty doorstep my cradle laid
AmEm My fortune's made: I'll shake you from your sleep
G To hear me weep
DC "Your day will come indeed.
EmGCAm For I am a poor and a wretched boy
EmB7Em A chimbley, chimbley sweep."
EmB7 "O lonely urchin!" the widow cried
Am "I've not been swept since the day my husband died."
EmB7 Her cheeks a blushing, her legs laid bare
AmEm And shipwrecked there I'll shake you from your sleep
G To hear me weep
DC "Your day will come indeed.
EmGCAm For I am a poor and a wretched boy
EmB7Em A chimbley chimbley sweep."
EmGCAm For I am a poor and a wretched boy
EmB7Em A chimbley chimbley sweep."
C I was meant for the stage,
FC I was meant for the curtain.
CCmaj9AmAm7/G I was meant to tread these boards,
FC Of this much I am certain.
C I was meant for the crowd,
FC I was meant for the shouting.
CCmaj9AmAm7/G I was meant to raise these hands
FCG With quiet all about me. oh, oh.
C Mother, please, be proud.
FC Father, be forgiving.
CCmaj9AmAm7/G Even though you told me 'Son,
FCG You'll never make a living.' oh, oh.
GF From the floorboards to the fly,
C Here I was fated to reside.
G And as I take my final bow,
C Was there ever any doubt?
F And as the spotlights fade away,
C And you're escorted through the foyer,
G You will resume your callow ways,
C But I was meant for the stage.
C The heaven's at my door.
FC Intended my for stardom.
CCmaj9AmAm7/G Rays of light shined down on me
FC And all my sins were pardoned.
C I was meant for applause.
F I was meant for derision.
CCmaj9AmAm7/G Nothing short of faded self has
FCG Affected my decision. oh, oh.
GF From the floorboards to the fly,
C Here I was fated to reside.
G And as I take my final bow,
C Was there ever any doubt?
F And as the spotlights fade away,
C And you're escorted through the foyer,
G You will resume your callow ways,
C But I was meant for the stage.
D C
VERSE 1 
G I have come a few miles.
G I got blisters on my slippered feet
DC As I rise, as I ri-ise.
G California's ok.
G But I think I might stay in the shade
DC For a while, for a whi-ile.
 
G D C
VERSE 3 
G Ladybug, ladybird
G You're the prettiest song I heard
DC In a while, in a whi-ile.
GDC La di dah, la dah, la di dah dah dah la dah, la la la, la dah dah-ah
 
G D C G