Salad Days
Procol HarumVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
(solo piano):
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You come to me at midnight, and say its dark in here
You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what I fear
I tell you that I can not see, but you persist in showing me
Those bangles that I paid for long ago
And though my face is smiling
I'm really feeling low
Though you say you're with me
I know that it's not so
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Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam
The peach has snuggled closer down into the clotted cream
And for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime
And though I beg and plead with you, you tell me its not time
chords as per verse 2 and chorus]
Verse 3 :
The sun seeps through the window to see if we're still dead
To try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed
At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings
And still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me its not time
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers
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Readable chord sheet for Salad Days by Procol Harum
(solo piano):
[D7]/ / / / [G]/ / / / [C]/ / / / [D]/ / / /
You c[D7]ome to me at m[G]idnight, and [C]say its dark in h[D]ere
You k[D7]now you robbed me [G]of my sight, and li[C]ght is what I f[D]ear
I t[Bm]ell you that I c[A]an not see, but [E/G#]you persist in [Em/G]showing me
Those b[D]angles that I p[G]aid for long a[D]go
And th[F]ough my face is s[Bb]miling
I'm r[F]eally [Am/E]feeling l[Dm]ow
Th[F]ough you say you're w[Bb]ith me
I k[F]now that [Am/E]it's not [D]so
[G] [A] [G] [D] [4: 2X]
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
[G]/ / / / [A]/ / / / [G]/ / / / [D]
Your skin crawls up an octave, your teeth have lost their gleam
The peach has snuggled closer down into the clotted cream
And for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime
And th[D]ough I beg and pl[G]ead with you, you t[C]ell me its not t[D]ime
[repeat chorus]
chords as per verse 2 and chorus]
Verse 3 [chords as per verse 2]:
The sun seeps through the window to see if we're still dead
To try to throw some light upon the gloom around our bed
At quarter past the doorbell rings, the water faucet drips and sings
And still my reason will not rhyme, and still you tell me its not time
[repeat chorus]
[repeat intro; end cold on D]
-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers