Tablature salad days - Procol Harum

          



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                       "Salad Days (Are Here Again)"

                        (Gary Brooker - Keith Reid)

  

  Intro:

  

  	(solo piano):

  

  	D7       G        C        D

  	/ / / /  / / / /  / / / /  / / / /

  

  Verse 1:

  

  	     D7            G            C                D

  	You come to me at midnight, and say its dark in here

  	     D7                G                  C              D

  	You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what I fear

  	   Bm             /A               E/G#           Em/G

  	I tell you that I can not see, but you persist in showing me

  	       D              G             D

  	Those bangles that I paid for long ago

  

  Chorus:

  

  	      F                Bb

  	And though my face is smiling

  	     F     Am/E     Dm

  	I'm really feeling low

  	  F                    Bb

  	Though you say you're with me

  	   F        Am/E     D

  	I know that it's not so

  

  	G         A         G        D        [4: 2X]

  	/ / / /   / / / /   / / / /  / / / /

  	G         A         G       (D)

  	/ / / /   / / / /   / / / /

  

  Verse 2:

  

  	Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam

  	The peach has snuggled closer down into the clotted cream

  	And for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime

  	      D                G                  C               D

  	And though I beg and plead with you, you tell me its not time

  

  [repeat chorus]

  

  Instrumental break:

  

  	[organ solo - chords as per verse 2 and chorus]

  

  Verse 3 [chords as per verse 2]:

  

  	The sun seeps through the window to see if we're still dead

  	To try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed

  	At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings

  	And still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me its not time

  

  [repeat chorus]

  

  [repeat intro; end cold on D]

  

  

  -- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers

   


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 Salad days, de Procol harum 

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