Those Dancing Days Are Gone Carla Bruni
Capo on 1st fret,
And it goes:
Verse 1
C[F]ome, let me s[A]ing into your [Bb]ear
Those d[C]ancing days are g[F]one
All that s[A]ilk and satin g[Bb]ear
C[C]rouch upon a stone[Dm]
Wrapping that foul body [G]up
I[C]n as foul a rag
Chorus
[F]I carry the [Dsus2]sun in a golden c[G]up
The m[C]oon in a silver bag X2
Verse 2
C[F]urse as you [A]may I sing it t[Bb]hrough
What m[C]atter if the kn[F]ave
That the m[A]ost could pleasure [Bb]you
The c[C]hildren that he gave[Dm]
Are somewhere sleeping like a t[G]op
U[C]nder a marble flag?
Chorus
[F]I carry the [Dsus2]sun in a golden c[G]up
The m[C]oon in a silver bag X2
Bridge
C[F]ome let me sing i[A]nto your ea[Bb]r
I thought it out this very [C]day
Noon upon the cl[F]ock
All that silk and s[A]atin gear[Bb]
A man may put pretence [C]away
Who leans upon a stic[Dm]k
May sing, and sing until he dro[G]p
[C]Whether to maid or hag
Chorus
[F]I carry the [Dsus2]sun in a golden c[G]up
The m[C]oon in a silver bag X2
Solo
Outro (F A Bb C)
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