After The Fall - Elvis Costello
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Transcribed by John Kean (keanj@agresearch.cri.nz).
Uses acoustic guitar on chords,
and classical guitar on fills (tabbed below).
6/8 timing.
Bm Bm
Bm F#
In an anonymous rendezvous
F#7 Bm
Where the forbidden lovers repair
D A
They're burning down another damn candle
F# G
They're melting the tables and chairs
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Bm F#
Beneath them applause from the balcony
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F#7 Bm
Whenever they accomplished making love
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D A
Other times they thought they heard laughter
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F# G (bass run: G F#)
Coming from the balcony above
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Em
She
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A E
lies to his right and she carelessly recites
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F#m C#m
All of her brand new appetites She seems
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A E
brittle and small it don't sound like her at all
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F#m F#
Since she came back to him After the fall
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F#
She said
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Bm F#
"You never visit the countryside So I've
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F#7 Bm
made you a country to order" She
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D A
put up a little tent in the bedroom
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F# G
Crickets played on a tape-recorder The
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Bm F#
ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars She
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F#7 Bm
noticed his skin turning cold
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D A
Burning all his clothes on the bonfire
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F# G (bass run: G F#)
"Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold
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Em
She
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A E
lies to his right and she carelessly recites
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F#m C#m
All of her brand new appetites She seems
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A E
brittle and small it don't sound like her at all
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F#m F#
Since she came back to him After the fall
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F#
You've
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Bm F#
changed but not for the better babe
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F#7 Bm
I'd tell you why but what's the use
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D A
'Cos it's the same kind of pity A
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F# G
drunkard gives as his excuse You were
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Bm F#
sharp and ideal as a bobby pin Now your
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F#7 Bm
eyes are deserted and quiet We
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D A
both look like those poor shattered mannequins
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F# G (bass run: G F#)
Thrown through the window in the riot
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Em
She
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A E
lies in his arms and without any qualms
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F#m C#m
Revels in shallow delights She seems
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A E
brittle and small it don't sound like her at all
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F#m F#
Since she came back to him After the fall
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F#
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Bm F#
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F#7 Bm
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D A
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F# Bm G
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Bm
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ad lib.
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