4. A Bridge

Untitled #1 (Nicholson/Leibovic)

goes like this:

A B

A B

C1 C2 C3

B

before



after

A

eb min

Blown. You made me jump out of my

Db Maj

shoes. I'm tracing culs-de-sac for

eb min

you. I'm counting rain checks by the

Db Maj

phone. You make me jump out of my

eb min

shoes.

B

eb

Did the air begin to shimmer round the strings of his guitar?

Db eb

Was the mist deep on the marshes when he touched you in his car?

eb

With a matchbox and a lantern and my hand inside a glove

Db (Bb7/D) eb

With a shotgun and a shovel, I’ll roll back to you, my love

A

Blown.

You made me jump out of my shoes.

I'm tracing culs-de-sac for you.

I'm counting rain checks by the phone.

You make me jump out of my shoes.

B

Did the air begin to shimmer 'round the strings of his guitar?

Was the mist deep on the marshes when he touched you in his car?

With a matchbox and a lantern and my hand inside a glove

With a shotgun and a shovel, I'll roll back to you, my love.

C1

Eb Maj

Thrown away the traces and the

Db Maj

prints. Forgot the

bb min

faces ever

ab min7

since (except that

db min7

pale blue eye, it

C2

Eb Maj

shone along the freshly-sifted

Db Maj

earth, where,

bb min

underneath, a hidden

ab min7

heart will tell a

B Maj

tale in softer

C3

Eb Maj

tones). The seed of sin so darkly

Ab7

sown.

F7

The mist rolls

Bb7 (G7b9/B)

in to mask a

c min

moan, a mortal

ab min7

groan. A rush of

F7

wind through the

Bb7

chimney is

eb min

blown.

B

Did the air begin to shimmer 'round the strings of his guitar?

Was the mist deep on the marshes when he touched you in his car?

With a matchbox and a lantern and my hand inside a glove

With a shotgun and a shovel, I'll roll back to you, my love.