Leonard Cohen - Stories Of The Street Chords

Intro: Am

      Am              C                   Em7           Bm
The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh
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The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas
    Am              F                  G      F#     B
And I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I chose
    E               A       E                D      A      Am
Yes one hand on my suicide, one hand on the rose

  Am                      C            Em7            Bm
I know you've heard it's over now and war must surely come
     Am             C                     Em             Bm
The cities they are broke in half and the middle men are gone
    Am             F                G        F#     B
But let me ask you one more time, o children of the dusk
          E               A                 E                D      A      Am
All these hunters who are shrieking now oh do they speak for us?

      Am                C                    Em7    Bm
And where do all these highways go, now that we are free?
    Am             C                        Em7            Bm
Why are the armies marching still that were coming home to me?
   Am              F             G         F#     B
O lady with your legs so fine, o stranger at your wheel
         E               A                   E                D      A      Am
You are locked into your suffering and your pleasures are the seal

    Am             C                 Em7              Bm
The age of lust is giving birth, and both the parents ask
    Am                 C              Em7                Bm
The nurse to tell them fairy tales on both sides of the glass
    Am              F               G         F#     B
And now the infant with his cord is hauled in like a kite
    E                    A           E                  D      A      Am
And one eye filled with blueprints, one eye filled with night

  Am              C           Em7               Bm
O come with me my little one, we will find that farm
    Am                 C               Em7                  Bm
And grow us grass and apples there and keep all the animals warm
    Am             F                   G       F#    B
And if by chance I wake at night and I ask you who I am
  E               A                     E                    D      A      Am
O take me to the slaughterhouse, I will wait there with the lamb

     Am              C            Em7             Bm
With one hand on the hexagram and one hand on the girl
  Am           C                 Em7              Bm
I balance on a wishing well that all men call the world
   Am              F                  G      F#         B
We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky
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And lost among the subway crowds I try to catch your eye