At Last
Jukebox The GhostVersion1
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He was a songwriter
Writing songs about a girl
She was a ghostwriter
Lying to the world
In deep anticipation
Of a day that she had written
And by her own admission
She'd be picked up, kissed, and twirled
same as Verse 1):
He was a fearful boy
Watchful of the earth
Worried that it might split apart
And he wouldn't even hear it first
That he'd be caught in some position
Like a broken old physician
And worst of all
He feared that it would hurt
He's pouring his heart out
Is nothing gonna come of that
So when can he finally say
At last, at last,
At last, at last,
Oh I thought you'd never ask
same as Verse 1):
Oh seven hundred letters
She cataloged them all
Dated them and numbered them
And then hid them down below
She would always keep 'em
Once a year would read them
Each time she'd be thinking
Somehow he must know
(same as above):
She's pouring her heart out
Is nothing gonna come of that
So when can she finally say
same as above)
same as verse 1):
Outside of his apartment
The night was blanketed in mist
She stood looking up at his light
And thinking what it meant
It meant that he was in there breathing
What it was he was thinking
It was of her, she wished he wished
same as above):
They're pouring their hearts out
Is nothing gonna come of that
So when can they finally say
same as above) x2
End on
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Readable chord sheet for At Last by Jukebox The Ghost
[F] [F]He was a songwriter Writing songs about a girl She was a ghostwriter [Bb]Lying to the w[C]orld [Bb]In deep antici[C]pation Of a [Bb]day that she had w[C]ritten And [Bb]by her own adm[C]ission She'd be p[Bb]icked up, k[C]issed, and tw[F]irled same as Verse 1): He was a fearful boy Watchful of the earth Worried that it might split apart And he wouldn't even hear it first That he'd be caught in some position Like a broken old physician And worst of all He feared that it would hurt [C]He's pouring his [Bb]heart out Is no[C]thing gonna c[Bb]ome of that [C]So when can [Bb]he finally s[C]ay [Bb] At l[F]ast, [Gm]at l[F/A]ast, [G/B]At la[C]st,[A/C#] at la[Dm]st, [C]Oh I th[Bb]ought you'd n[C]ever a[F]sk same as Verse 1): Oh seven hundred letters She cataloged them all Dated them and numbered them And then hid them down below She would always keep 'em Once a year would read them Each time she'd be thinking Somehow he must know (same as above): She's pouring her heart out Is nothing gonna come of that So when can she finally say same as above) [F] [F] [B] [F] [B] [B] [F] [B] [C] [F] same as verse 1): Outside of his apartment The night was blanketed in mist She stood looking up at his light And thinking what it meant It meant that he was in there breathing What it was he was thinking It was of her, she wished he wished same as above): They're pouring their hearts out Is nothing gonna come of that So when can they finally say same as above) x2 End on [F]