Skip to content
FreeGuitarTabs

Soliloquy

Bill Mallonee
Version1
90

Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
One to get  my tongue loosened
Two for  a broken  heart
Three for all  of that wreckage that we,
Left  in the dark
 So, one more,  yeah the neon's  getting fuzzy
Two,  hey pal,  can you help  me find my keys?
Three,  if you  could point me in  the right direction,
 Well I might  get home again
 Well I'll tell  you frankly what  I think about it,
From  this bully pulpit  barstool,
 And everybody's nodding  but nobody's  listening,
To,  to this fool
Fumbling for  some loose  pocket change,
 To spend  at a payphone  in the rain,
To  say I'm sorry a thousand  times,
 Yeah your heart kid, seems to be open,
 But round here, tonight it's closing time
 And that lame-ass way you have of coping,
 You can read between the lines
 There is a very old saying,
 Known by every boxer in the ring
 You tell yourself whe your cut and bleeding,
 You don't feel a thing

Source: Songsterr · Rights holder? Request removal.

Readable chord sheet for Soliloquy by Bill Mallonee

[D/A]One [D/F#]to   [G]get my tongue loosened

[D/A]Two [D/F#]for a [G]broken heart

[D/A]Three [D/F#]for  [G]all of that wreckage that we,

[Em]Left in the [A7Sus4]dark

So, [D/A]one [D/F#]more, yeah the [G]neon's getting fuzzy

[D/A]Two, hey [D/F#]pal, can you [G]help me find my keys?

[D/A]Three, if [D/F#]you could point me [G]in the right direction,

Well I [Em]might get home a[A7Sus4]gain

Well I'll [D/A]tell you [D/F#]frankly [G]what I think about it,

[D/A]From this [D/F#]bully [G]pulpit barstool,

And [D/A]everybody's [D/F#]nodding but [G]nobody's listening,

[Em]To, to this [A7Sus4]fool

[D/G]Fumbling [D/F#]for some [D/G]loose pocket [D]ch[F#]ange,

To [D/G]spend at a [G/B]payphone in the [G]rain,

[Em]To say I'm sorry a [G]thousand times,

[D/A]     [D/F#]    [G]
[Again]

Yeah your heart kid, seems to be open,
But round here, tonight it's closing time
And that lame-ass way you have of coping,
You can read between the lines
There is a very old saying,
Known by every boxer in the ring
You tell yourself whe your cut and bleeding,
You don't feel a thing

More songs by Bill Mallonee

Browse more →