Chelsea Morning chords by Fairport Convention

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
E

Verse:
E
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I heard
      A               E               F#m               E
Was a song outside my window, and the traffic wrote the words
       A                G#m
It came ringing up like Christmas bells
    F#m             B
And rapping up like pipes and drums
    D                     E
Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day
          A                 E
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes

Verse:
E
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I saw
        A                  E               F#m           E
Was the sun through yellow curtains, and a rainbow on my wall
      A                      G#m
Blue, red, green and gold to welcome you
        F#m              B
Crimson crystal beads to beckon
    D                     E
Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day
          A              E
There's a sun show every second

Bridge:
A               G#m        F#m           E
Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today
        A                      G#m
And the streets are paved with passers by
    F#m                                               B
And pigeons fly and papers lie, just waiting to blow away

Verse:
E
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew
          A                  E             F#m             E
There was milk and toast and barley, and a bowl of oranges too
        A                    G#m
And the light poured in like butterscotch
    F#m             B
And stuck to all my senses
    D                     E
Oh, won't you stay? we'll put on the day
          A               E
And we'll talk in present tenses

Bridge:
A               G#m            F#m           E
Now the curtain closes and the rainbow runs away
       A                 G#m
I will bring you incense owls by night
   F#m                                           B
By candlelight, by jewel-light, if only you will stay
N.C.
Pretty baby, won't you
E
Wake up, it's a Chelsea morning