Private Hell
The JamVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Closer than close - you see yourself - a mirrored immage,
of what you wanted to be
As each day goes by - a little more - you can't remember
what it was you wanted anyway
The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space - your ageing face
The face that once was so beautiful - is still there but unrecognizable
Private Hell, Private Hell
The man who you once loved - is blad and fat - and seldom in
working late as usual
Your interest has waned - you feel the strain - the bed springs snap
on the occasions he lies upon you - close your eyes and think of nothing but
Private Hell, Private Hell
Think of Emma - wonder what she's doing
her husband Terry - and your grandchildren
Think of Edward - who's still at college
you send him letters - which he doesn't acknowledge
'Cause he don't care - they don't care
'Cause they're all going through their own
Private Hell, Private Hell
The morning slips away - in a valium haze - and catalogues
a numerous cups of coffe
In the afternoon - the weekly food - is put in bags
you float off down the high street
The shops windows reflect - play a nameless host - to a closet ghost
a picture of your fantasy - a victim of your misery
Private Hell, Private Hell
Alone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup - you see it smash
inside you crack - you can't go on - but you sweep it up
Safe at last inside your - Private Hell
Sanity at last inside your - Private Hell
NOTE: I have recognised the chords above with a PIANO, and not a guitar, so
it's impossible for me to find out the exact notes that the great Paul plays
during the short guitar solos. I'm sorry but you will have to do it by
yourself !!!
Of course, suggestions are welcome ad encouraged.
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Readable chord sheet for Private Hell by The Jam
Cl[Fm]oser than close - you see yourself - a mirrored immage, of wh[C#]at you wanted to b[Fm]e As [F#]each day goes by - a little more - you can't remember what it w[C#]as you wanted[Fm] anyway The f[Fm]ingers feel the lines - they prod the space - your ageing face The f[C#]ace that once was so [Eb]beautiful - [C#]is still there but un[Eb]recognizable [F#]Private Hell, Private Hell The man who you once loved - is blad and fat - and seldom in working late as usual Your interest has waned - you feel the strain - the bed springs snap on the occasions he lies upon you - close your eyes and think of nothing but Private Hell, Private Hell [Ab]Think of [C#]Emma - wonder [Ab]what she's [C#]doing her [Ab]husband [C#]Terry - and [Ab]your grandch[C#]ildren [Bb]Think of [C]Edward - who's st[Bb]ill at c[C]ollege you s[Bb]end him l[C]etters - which he d[Bb]oesn't ackn[C]owledge 'Cause [Fm]he don't care - they don't care 'Cause they're [C#]all going through their [Eb]own [Fm]Private Hell, Private Hell The morning slips away - in a valium haze - and catalogues a numerous cups of coffe In the afternoon - the weekly food - is put in bags you float off down the high street The shops windows reflect - play a nameless host - to a closet ghost a picture of your fantasy - a victim of your misery Private Hell, Private Hell [Fm]Alone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup - you see it smash inside you crack - you can't go on - but you sweep it [C#]up Safe at [Eb]last inside your - [Fm]Private Hell S[C#]anity at l[Eb]ast inside your - [Fm]Private Hell NOTE: I have recognised the chords above with a PIANO, and not a guitar, so it's impossible for me to find out the exact notes that the great Paul plays during the short guitar solos. I'm sorry but you will have to do it by yourself !!! Of course, suggestions are welcome ad encouraged.