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In Liverpool

Suzanne Vega
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D-DU-UDU
  In  Liverpool on Sunday
  No traffic on the Avenue
  The light is pale and thin like you
  No sound, down in this part of  town
  Except for the boy  in the belfry
  He's crazy,  he's throwing himself
  Down from the top  of the tower
  Like a hunchback  in heaven
  He's ringing the bells  in the church
  For the last  half an hour
  He sounds  like he's missing  something
  Or someone  that he knows he can't
  Have  now  and if he isn't
  I certainly am
  Homesick  for a clock that told the same time
  Sometimes you made no sense to me
  If you lie on the ground in somebody's arms
  You'll probably swallow some on their history
  And the boy  in the belfry
  He's crazy,  he's throwing himself
  Down from the top  of the tower
  Like a hunchback  in heaven
  He's ringing the bells  in the church
  For the last  half an hour
  He sounds  like he's missing  something
  Or someone  that he knows he can't
  Have  now  and if he isn't
  I certainly am
  I'll  be the girl who sings for my supper
  You'll be the monk whose forehead is high
  He'll be the man who's already working
  Spreading a memory all through the sky
  In Liverpool  on Sunday
  No reason to even remember you now
  Except for the boy  in the belfry
  He's crazy,  he's throwing himself
  Down from the top  of the tower
  Like a hunchback  in heaven
  He's ringing the bells  in the church
  For the last  half an hour
  He sounds  like he's missing  something
  Or someone  that he knows he can't
  Have  now  and if he isn't
  I certainly am
  In  Liverpool
  In  Liverpool

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Readable chord sheet for In Liverpool by Suzanne Vega

[Fm]In Liverpool on Sunday
 No traffic on the Avenue
 The light is pale and thin like you
 No sound, down in this part [Eb]of town

 Except for the [C#9]boy in the be[C#]lfry
 He's cr[Eb]azy, he's throwing him[Cm]self
 Down from the [Fm]top of the t[Fm7]ower      [C#9]
 Like a hu[C#]nchback in he[Eb]aven
 He's ringing the b[Cm]ells in the church
 For the l[Fm]ast half an h[Fm7]our        [C#9]
 He so[C#]unds like he's mis[Eb]sing something
 Or some[Cm]one that he knows he c[Fm]an't
 H[Eb]ave n[C#]ow and if he i[Eb]sn't
 I certainly [Fm]am

 [Fm]Homesick for a clock that told the same time
 Sometimes you made no sense to me
 If you lie on the ground in somebody's arms
 You'll probably swallow some on their history [Eb]

 And the [C#9]boy in the be[C#]lfry
 He's cr[Eb]azy, he's throwing him[Cm]self
 Down from the [Fm]top of the t[Fm7]ower     [C#9]
 Like a hu[C#]nchback in he[Eb]aven
 He's ringing the b[Cm]ells in the church
 For the l[Fm]ast half an h[Fm7]our     [C#9]
 He so[C#]unds like he's mis[Eb]sing something
 Or some[Cm]one that he knows he c[Fm]an't
 H[Eb]ave n[C#]ow and if he i[Eb]sn't
 I certainly [Fm]am       [Ab]                [C#]                          [Eb]

 [Fm]I'll be the girl who sings for my supper
 You'll be the monk whose forehead is high
 He'll be the man who's already working
 Spreading a memory all through the sky
 In Liverp[Fm]ool on Sunday
 No reason to even remember you [Eb]now

 Except for the [C#9]boy in the be[C#]lfry
 He's cr[Eb]azy, he's throwing him[Cm]self
 Down from the [Fm]top of the t[Fm7]ower       [C#9]
 Like a hu[C#]nchback in heav[Eb]en
 He's ringing the b[Cm]ells in the church
 For the l[Fm]ast half an h[Fm7]our        [C#9]
 He so[C#]unds like he's mis[Eb]sing something
 Or some[Cm]one that he knows he c[Fm]an't
 H[Eb]ave n[C#]ow and if he i[Eb]sn't
 I certainly [Fm]am        [Ab]                 [C#]                           [Eb]

 [Fm]In Liverpo[Ab]ol       [C#]                 [Eb]
 [Fm]In Liverpo[Ab]ol       [C#]                 [Eb]

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