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Closing Time

Leonard Cohen
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D-DU-UDU
 
 
 
 Ah,  we're drinking and we're dancing
 and the band is really happening
 and  the Johnny Walker wisdom running high,
 And  my very sweet companion,
 she's the Angel of Compassion
 and  she's rubbing half the world against her thigh.
 And  every drinker, every dancer
 lifts a happy face to thank her
 and  the fiddler fiddles  something so sublime
 all  the women tear their blouses off
 the men they dance on the polka dots
 and  it's partner found and it's partner lost
 and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
 it's  CLOSING TIME
 Yeah,  the women tear their blouses off
 the men they dance on the polka dots
 and  it's partner found and it's  partner lost
 and  it's hell to pay when  the fiddler stops
 it's  CLOSING TIME
 We're  lonely, we're romantic
 and the cider's laced with acid
 and  the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
 And  the moon is swimming naked
 and the summer night is fragrant
 with  a mighty expectation of relief
 So  we struggle and we stagger
 down the snakes and up the ladder
 to  the tower where the  blessed hours  chime
 and  I swear it happened just like this:
 a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
 the  Gates of Love they budged an inch
 I can't say much has happened since
 but  CLOSING TIME
 I swear  it happned just like this:
 a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
 the  Gates of Love they budged  an inch
 I can't  say much has happened  since
  (can't say much has happned since, can't say much has happened since)
 but  CLOSING TIME, CLOSING  TIME
 I loved  you for your beauty
 but that doesn't make a fool of me
 you  were in it for your beauty too
 and  I loved you for your body
 there's a voice that sounds like God to me
 declaring  (declaring) declaring (declaring)
 declaring  that you're body's really you (really really really really)
 I loved  you when our love was blessed
 I love you now there's nothing left
 but  sorrow and a sense  of overtime
 and  I miss you since the place got wrecked
 but I just don't care what happens next
 looks  like freedom but it feels like death
 it's something in between, I guess
 it's  CLOSING TIME
 Yeah.  I miss you since the place got wrecked
 by the winds of change and the weeds of sex
 looks  like freedom but it feels  like death
 it's  something in between,  I guess
 it's  CLOSING TIME
 Yeah,  we're drinking and we're dancing
 but there's nothing really happening
 The  place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
 And  my very close companion
 gets me fumbing gets me laughing
 she's  a hundred but she's wearing something tight
 And  I lift my glass to the Awful Truth
 which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth
 except  to say it isn't  worth a dime
 And  the whole damn place goes crazy twice
 and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ
 but  the Boss don't like these dizzy heights
 we're busted in the blinding lights
 of  CLOSING TIME
 The  whole damn place goes crazy twice
 and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ
 but  the Boss don't like these  dizzy heights
 we're  busted in the  blinding lights
 (busted in the blinding lights)
 busted in the blinding lights
 of  CLOSING TIME, CLOSING  TIME
 Oh,  the women tear their blouses off
 and  the men they dance on the polka dots, it's CLOSING TIME
 And  it's partner found, and it's partner lost
 and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
 it's  CLOSING TIME
 I swear  it happned just like this:
 A sigh,  a cry, a hungry kiss, it's CLOSING TIME
 The  gates of love they budged an inch
 I can't  say much has happned since but CLOSING TIME
 I loved  you when our love was blessed
 I love  you now, there's nothing left but CLOSING TIME
 And  I missed you since our place gor wrecked
 by  the winds of change and the weeds of sex, it's CLOSING TIME

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Readable chord sheet for Closing Time by Leonard Cohen

[G]
  [D]
  [G]     [D]

Ah[G], we're drinking and we're dancing

and the band is really happening

an[Em]d the Johnny Walker wisdom running high,

An[Bm]d my very sweet companion,

she's the Angel of Compassion

an[Em]d she's rubbing half the world against her thigh.

An[C]d every drinker, every dancer

lifts a happy face to thank her

an[G]d the fiddler fidd[B7]les something so s[Em]ublime

al[D]l the women tear their blouses off

the men they dance on the polka dots

an[C]d it's partner found and it's partner lost

and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops

it[G]'s CLOSING TIME

Ye[C]ah, the women tear their blouses off

the men they dance on the polka dots

an[G]d it's partner found and [B7]it's partner lost

an[Em]d it's hell to pay when[C] the fiddler stops

it[G]'s CLOSING TIME  [D]

We[G]'re lonely, we're romantic

and the cider's laced with acid

an[Em]d the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"

An[Bm]d the moon is swimming naked

and the summer night is fragrant

wi[Em]th a mighty expectation of relief

So[C] we struggle and we stagger

down the snakes and up the ladder

to[G] the tower where t[B7]he blessed hours[Em] chime

an[D]d I swear it happened just like this:

a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss

th[C]e Gates of Love they budged an inch

I can't say much has happened since

bu[G]t CLOSING TIME

I [C]swear it happned just like this:

a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss

th[G]e Gates of Love they [B7]budged an inch

I [Em]can't say much has ha[C]ppened since

  (can't say much has happned since, can't say much has happened since)

bu[G]t CLOSING TIME, [D]CLOSING TIME

I [Em]loved you for your beauty

but that doesn't make a fool of me

yo[Bm]u were in it for your beauty too

an[Em]d I loved you for your body

there's a voice that sounds like God to me

de[A]claring (declaring) declaring (decl[A7]aring)

de[D]claring that you're body's really you (really really really really)

I [C]loved you when our love was blessed

I love you now there's nothing left

bu[G]t sorrow and a [B7]sense of overti[Em]me

an[D]d I miss you since the place got wrecked

but I just don't care what happens next

lo[C]oks like freedom but it feels like death

it's something in between, I guess

it[G]'s CLOSING TIME

Ye[C]ah. I miss you since the place got wrecked

by the winds of change and the weeds of sex

lo[G]oks like freedom but it feel[B7]s like death

it[Em]'s something in b[C]etween, I guess

it[G]'s CLOSING TIME  [D]

Ye[G]ah, we're drinking and we're dancing

but there's nothing really happening

Th[Em]e place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night

An[Bm]d my very close companion

gets me fumbing gets me laughing

sh[Em]e's a hundred but she's wearing something tight

An[C]d I lift my glass to the Awful Truth

which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth

ex[G]cept to say it is[B7]n't worth a dime[Em]

An[D]d the whole damn place goes crazy twice

and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ

bu[C]t the Boss don't like these dizzy heights

we're busted in the blinding lights

of[G] CLOSING TIME

Th[C]e whole damn place goes crazy twice

and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ

bu[G]t the Boss don't like th[B7]ese dizzy heights

we[Em]'re busted in th[C]e blinding lights

(busted in the blinding lights)

busted in the blinding lights

of[G] CLOSING TIME, C[D]LOSING TIME

Oh[G], the women tear their blouses off

an[D]d the men they dance on the polka dots, it's CLOSING TIME

An[G]d it's partner found, and it's partner lost

and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops

it[D]'s CLOSING TIME

I [G]swear it happned just like this:

A [D]sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, it's CLOSING TIME

Th[G]e gates of love they budged an inch

I [D]can't say much has happned since but CLOSING TIME

I [G]loved you when our love was blessed

I [D]love you now, there's nothing left but CLOSING TIME

An[G]d I missed you since our place gor wrecked

by[D] the winds of change and the weeds of sex, it's CLOSING TIME

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