Last Clock on the Wall, by Joe Purdy, from CD's Live at Hotel Cafe and Last Clock on the Wall.
No capo, standard tuning.
A: 577655
D: 557775
G#m: 466444
F#m: 244222
Bm: x24432
E: 022100 & 779997
C#m: x46654
A D (x3)
[A] [G#]
T[F#m]rain leaves the station, there's bl[A]ood on the tracks
I [Bm]threw my record p[D]layer, and [F#m]you ain't coming back
And I[F#m] saw you on the stage, singing s[A]ongs we used to play
He'd g[Bm]rown all his h[D]air out, but he s[F#m]till don't look like me
And I k[Bm]now you were listening 'cause I h[E]eard it in a song
Said "I may be m[A]oving babe, but [F#m]I ain't moving [D]on"[C#m]
I can [Bm]sing you a lullaby that I m[E]ade up in the dark
But you know that I t[A]hink I would r[F#m]ather sing y[D]ours[C#m]
It's [Bm]funny they don't make 'em with their vo[E]ices still shaking anymo[A]re
[A] [D]
[A] [G#]
The [F#m]whistling of the boxcar threw me [A]out into the wind
It's [Bm]cold in San Franci[D]sco and I'm th[F#m]inking back to when
You d[F#m]ropped me down by the water and you da[A]nced on up Golden Gate
I was th[Bm]inking about the l[D]ove we had and the l[F#m]ove we used to make
I s[Bm]aw you up in Washington with your n[E]ew boy at the gig
Said "I may be se[A]ttling baby but [F#m]I'm settling b[D]ig"[C#m]
S[Bm]aid you couldn't wait on me any l[E]onger to decide
That may be t[A]rue but it ain't n[F#m]o excuse for you to h[D]ide[C#m]
Caus[Bm]e your new room with a view is just a f[E]ancy place for you to run and hide
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/j/joe_purdy/last_clock_on_the_wall_crd_ver_2.html )
[A] [D]
[A]
And the l[D]ast clock on the w[E]all is st[D]arting to f[E]all
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at a[A]ll
And the l[D]ast clock on the w[E]all is s[D]tarting to [E]fall
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at [A]all[G#m]
F#m A Bm D F#m (x2)
[Bm] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D] [C#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D] [C#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D] [C#m]
Oh and [F#m]I threw my glass down on Main Street, started a f[A]ire in the park
But the c[Bm]rowd I was ho[D]ping for, they just v[F#m]anished in the dark
So I [F#m]walked around the corner, yeah with the c[A]razies on the street
And I [Bm]saw a girl that looked j[D]ust like you, she had no [F#m]shoes upon her feet
Oh and she s[Bm]aid that she heard from angels and they t[E]old her what to do
I said "They may be ta[A]lking babe, but they [F#m]ain't talking to [D]you"[C#m]
Yes and they [Bm]told her she could fly if she jumped off a b[E]uilding that was high
And you know that may[A] be the l[F#m]ast thing that she s[D]aid[C#m]
Yeah but I[Bm] wish that you wouldn't listen to every v[E]oice that comes and creeps inside your head
[A] [D]
[A]
And the [D]last clock on the [E]wall is s[D]tarting to [E]fall
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at a[A]ll
And the l[D]ast clock on the w[E]all is s[D]tarting to [E]fall
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at [A]all[G#m]
[D] [A]
[D] [A]
No capo, standard tuning.
A: 577655
D: 557775
G#m: 466444
F#m: 244222
Bm: x24432
E: 022100 & 779997
C#m: x46654
A D (x3)
[A] [G#]
T[F#m]rain leaves the station, there's bl[A]ood on the tracks
I [Bm]threw my record p[D]layer, and [F#m]you ain't coming back
And I[F#m] saw you on the stage, singing s[A]ongs we used to play
He'd g[Bm]rown all his h[D]air out, but he s[F#m]till don't look like me
And I k[Bm]now you were listening 'cause I h[E]eard it in a song
Said "I may be m[A]oving babe, but [F#m]I ain't moving [D]on"[C#m]
I can [Bm]sing you a lullaby that I m[E]ade up in the dark
But you know that I t[A]hink I would r[F#m]ather sing y[D]ours[C#m]
It's [Bm]funny they don't make 'em with their vo[E]ices still shaking anymo[A]re
[A] [D]
[A] [G#]
The [F#m]whistling of the boxcar threw me [A]out into the wind
It's [Bm]cold in San Franci[D]sco and I'm th[F#m]inking back to when
You d[F#m]ropped me down by the water and you da[A]nced on up Golden Gate
I was th[Bm]inking about the l[D]ove we had and the l[F#m]ove we used to make
I s[Bm]aw you up in Washington with your n[E]ew boy at the gig
Said "I may be se[A]ttling baby but [F#m]I'm settling b[D]ig"[C#m]
S[Bm]aid you couldn't wait on me any l[E]onger to decide
That may be t[A]rue but it ain't n[F#m]o excuse for you to h[D]ide[C#m]
Caus[Bm]e your new room with a view is just a f[E]ancy place for you to run and hide
( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/j/joe_purdy/last_clock_on_the_wall_crd_ver_2.html )
[A] [D]
[A]
And the l[D]ast clock on the w[E]all is st[D]arting to f[E]all
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at a[A]ll
And the l[D]ast clock on the w[E]all is s[D]tarting to [E]fall
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at [A]all[G#m]
F#m A Bm D F#m (x2)
[Bm] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D] [C#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D] [C#m]
[Bm] [E]
[A] [F#m] [D] [C#m]
Oh and [F#m]I threw my glass down on Main Street, started a f[A]ire in the park
But the c[Bm]rowd I was ho[D]ping for, they just v[F#m]anished in the dark
So I [F#m]walked around the corner, yeah with the c[A]razies on the street
And I [Bm]saw a girl that looked j[D]ust like you, she had no [F#m]shoes upon her feet
Oh and she s[Bm]aid that she heard from angels and they t[E]old her what to do
I said "They may be ta[A]lking babe, but they [F#m]ain't talking to [D]you"[C#m]
Yes and they [Bm]told her she could fly if she jumped off a b[E]uilding that was high
And you know that may[A] be the l[F#m]ast thing that she s[D]aid[C#m]
Yeah but I[Bm] wish that you wouldn't listen to every v[E]oice that comes and creeps inside your head
[A] [D]
[A]
And the [D]last clock on the [E]wall is s[D]tarting to [E]fall
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at a[A]ll
And the l[D]ast clock on the w[E]all is s[D]tarting to [E]fall
And [D]no one seems to [E]mind at [A]all[G#m]
[D] [A]
[D] [A]
