WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Anais Mitchell - Of A Friday Night Chords | Ver. 1
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Just across from the hospital
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Still in sight of the red lights
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A couple blocks from the orthodox church
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That's where the old poet lived
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In his eyeglasses and his necktie
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At the window looking down
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On the young men passing by
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On the fullness of the town
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Full of them good time gamblers
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Full of their restless wives
E D A
Full of them midnight writers
E D A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
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Out in the brightness of a Friday night
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And the big horns blowed and the pianos played
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And the music rose to the old man's ears
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I guess those were the olden days
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I guess those were the golden years
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And now the town is empty
D
Empty as a mirror
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Empty as the harbor and the barber's chair
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Where did the old poet go?
A
I asked around
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Nobody knows
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Maybe I came too early
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Maybe I came too late
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I'm waiting in the shadows of the scaffolds
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Of the old cafés where you told me to wait
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And I've got this lingering feeling
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It's like I've slipped between
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Finger of the century
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I know you know what I mean
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I'll be a good time gambler
E D A
I'll be a restless wife
E D A
I'll be a midnight writer
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Out in the quarter on a Friday night
E D A
Call me good time gambler
E D A
Call me a restless wife
E D A
Call me a midnight writer
E D A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
E D A
Out in the brightness of a Friday night
E D A
Call me the brightness of a Friday
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