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One Crowded Hour Augie March
Should you [A]expect to see something that[Bm] you hadn't seen
And somebody[C#m] you've known since [D]you were sixteen?
E f#m
If love is a bolt from the blue,
Then wh[D]at is a bolt but a glor[A]ified screw
That doe[D]sn't hold nothing tog[E]ether?
Verse 2:
Far from these nonsense bars and their nowhere music
It's making me sick and I know it's making you sick
There's nothing there, it's like eatin air
It's like drinking gin with nothing else in
That doesn't hold me together.
Chorus:
But for [A]one crowded ho[Bm]ur
You were the o[C#m]nly one in the ro[D]om
E f#m
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your[D] beacon in the glo[A]om
I tho[C#]ught I found my gol[D]den September
A f#m
In the middle of that purple June
But o[A]ne crowded h[Bm]our
Would l[D]ead to my wre[E]ck and ruin[A].
Verse 3:
[A]Now I know you like your boys who take their[Bm] medicine
From the [C#m]bowl with their silver [D]spoon
E f#m
Who'd run away with the dish and scale the fish
[D]By the silvery light of the[A] moon
[C#]Who were taught from the womb
D A f#m
To believe to the tune, that as far as their beady eyes see
[A]It's a pleasure pen meant for them,
[Bm]built for them, rent for them
[D]And not for the l[E]ikes of m[A]e
[D]There not for the likes of yo[E]u and me.
Chorus:
But for one crowded hour
You were the only one in the room
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your beacon in the gloom
I thought I found my golden September
In the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
[E]oh' but greed-eyed harpy of[B] the song[A]land
[E]To takes into hers,[B] my [A]hand
f#m B
And she says, 'boy, I know you're lying
[E]... oh, but [B]so am I[E]"
E (buildup)
And to this I said 'oh well.'
[A]Now put me in a cage full of [Bm]lions, I'll learn to speak[C#m] lion
In fact[D] I know the language wel[E]l
f#m D
I picked it up while I was versing myself
In the [A]language they [D]spea[A]k i[D]n h[Bm]ell
That night the s[C#m]ilence gave birth to a [D]baby
E f#m
They took away through the silent dismay
And they [D]raised it to be a [A]lady
Now she [D]can't keep her mouth [E]shut.
Chorus:
But for one crowded hour
You were the only one in the room
I sailed around all those bumps in the night
To your beacon in the gloom
I thought I found my golden September
In the middle of that purple June
But one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin.
Chorus 2: (using same chords as chorus 1)
Yes and one crowded hour,
You were the only one in the room
I played a few songs to those bumps in the night
In fact I played this very tune
You said, "what is this six-stringed instrument
But adolescent ruin?"
And one crowded hour
Would lead to my wreck and ruin
[A]Yes and one cro[Bm]wded hour
[D]Would lead[E] to my wreck [A]and ruin.
[A]and one crowded[Bm] hour
[D]Would lead[E] to my wreck [A]and ruin.
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