November Tale chords by The Waterboys

Tuning: Standard tuning

Difficulty: novice

SONG:  NOVEMBER TALE
ARTIST: THE WATERBOYS
TASB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM

TABBED FROM:
http://youtu.be/YN-EmQ4Aa6Y

           NOVEMBER TALE
           THE WATERBOYS

INTRO: B F#m A Dbm F# A  E  A E  A  E  F#m E

VERSE:
A                  E
Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling
A                 E
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling
    F#m       Dbm
Such a storm of words unsaid
     F#m      Dbm
Though absurd as it appears
      B
Had been blowing in her head
F#m
For twenty-seven years
A                E
 I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
     A
Threw a scarf around my neck
      E
And twenty dollars in my pocket
      F#m       Dbm
I found her in the same old place
 F#m      Dbm
Pamphlet in her fist
    B
When I saw her windblown face
       F#m
She said well, look at who it is


CHORUS:
B         F#  F#m
 Meet me on the mad parade
     A         Dbm  E B
When the midnight bells are chiming
B            F# F#m      Dbm  B Db Dbm
 We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
B             F#m
 Pile up all the blunders that we've made
   A         Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing
      F#    A     E  A E A  E B A E
And we'll burn the damn thing down


VERSE:
A                  E
In the great November light she was older still alluring
   A            E
Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been during
  F#m        Dbm
The days we loved an slept
    F#m       Dbm
In her bed of painted wood
    B
In the little place she kept
F#m
In a crumbling neighbourhood
A
We walked along a while
   E
Like we were old companions
       A
But I could feel the gap between us
 E
Yawning like a canian
  F#m         Dbm
She with her church and code
  F#m      Dbm
Her extravagant beliefs
    B
Me a creature of the road
  F#m
A child of dust and grief


CHORUS:
B        F#  F#m
 Meet me on the mad parade
     A         Dbm   E B
When the midnight bells are chiming
B           F# F#m      Dbm  B Db Dbm
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
B             F#m
 Pile up all the blunders that we've made
   A         Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing
      F#    A     E  A E A E  B F#m E
And we'll burn the damn thing down


VERSE:
   A                 E
She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling
     A
Said if you're problem is long standing man
 E
Then why don't you try kneeling
     F#m        Dbm   F#m     Dbm
Now your face I see you're still a sinner in the mist
    B
Setting up your little will
F#m
Is king in place of His
       A
I said I've heard about sin
     E
Down the long wheels of ages
  A
I cracked books of lies
    E
With a thousand twisted pages
    F#m       Dbm
Then I looked her in the eye
  F#m         Dbm
And asked her clear and plain
     B
If your religion was a lie
   F#m
Then what would remain


VERSE:
        A
She said I've got my beating heart
       E
And I've two loving hands to heal with
       A
And there's nothing in my day that
       E
I ain't got the strength to deal with
    F#m     Dbm
I said darling I confess
  F#m          Dbm
The same things applies to fate
  B
And as for all the rest
F#m
We agreed to disagree


CHORUS/OUTRO:
B        F#  F#m
 Meet me on the mad parade
     A         Dbm   E B
When the midnight bells are chiming
B           F#  F#m     Dbm B Db Dbm
 We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
B            F#m
Pile up all the blunders that we've made
   A         Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing
      F#    A     E  A E
And we'll burn the damn thing down
      F#    A     E  A E  A  E A A E
Yes we'll burn the damn thing down