Mozambique
G F C G x2 C D C G Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when C D C G Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion C D C G Always on the outside of whatever side there was Em G When they asked him why it had to be that way, C /b Am "Well," he answered, "just because." Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last.
Bb Ab Eb Bb I married Isis on the fifth day of May, But I could not hold on to her very long. So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong. I came to a high place of darkness and light. The dividing line ran through the center of town. I hitched up my pony to a post on the right, Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down. A man in the corner approached me for a match. I knew right away he was not ordinary. He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"
|: Am F Am F :| Am F Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Am F Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. Am F She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Am F Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" C F Here comes the story of the Hurricane, C F The man the authorities came to blame Dm C For somethin' that he never done. Dm C Em Am
G D/f# C/e D C D G G D G You angel you G D G You got me under your wing. G D/f# C/e D The way you walk and the way you talk C D G I feel I could almost sing. You angel you You're as fine as anything's fine. I just want to watch you talk with your memory on my mind
C G You know I can't sleep at night for trying G D/f# C/e D Yes I never did feel this way before, G D/f# C/e D
E A E E On a night like this B So glad you came around, Hold on to me so tight E And heat up some coffee grounds. E7/g# We got much to talk about A Am/f# And much to reminisce, E It sure is right B E On a night like this. On a night like this So glad you've come to stay Hold on to me, pretty miss Say you'll never go away to stray. Run your fingers down my spine Bring me a touch of bliss It sure feels right On a night like this. On a night like this I can't get any sleep,
Am Dm |Am Dm F I've just reached a place Am Where the willow don't bend. Dm There's not much more to be said /c Bb It's the top of the end. F I'm going, C I'm going, Dm I'm gone. I'm closin' the book On the pages and the text And I don't really care What happens next. I'm just going, I'm going, I'm gone. I been hangin' on threads, I been playin' it straight, Now, I've just got to cut loose Before it gets late. So I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone.
Intro:
Intro: