This is Matthew Ryan's song 'Lights of the Commodore Barry', the 6th track from his 1997
album "May Day". It's in standard tuning with capo on the 2nd fret.
Verse 1:
[D]I saw the lights of the Commodore Barry
[G]And I felt the shock of an[A] atom bomb
When the[D] tired old city of [A]Chester
Wa[Em]s draped and dying in my[A] arms
[D]For a while I was lost under the weight of remembering
Of how the sun would warn the projects some mornings
[G]When the birds were falling like winter's[A] frozen rain
And I was [D]all fingers numb holding a [A]brown paper lunch
[Em]Twelve years old and already[A] ashamed
Interlude: D, G, A, D, A, Em, A
Verse 2:
[D]Now soon I was floating over Highland Avenue
By my side was the Red Cross, the Pope and the President too
[G]Yeah I had returned like I [A]swore I would
To [D]right some wrongs and [A]sing my song
And[Em] share the luck that every man[A] should
[D]But when the fever broke and I awoke from the dream
I was passed out beside a jukebox siphoning gasoline
[G]When my brother yanked me hard from the[A] corner bar
And carried my[D] drunk bones [A]all the way home
[Em]Draped and heavy in his [A]arms
End on D.
album "May Day". It's in standard tuning with capo on the 2nd fret.
Verse 1:
[D]I saw the lights of the Commodore Barry
[G]And I felt the shock of an[A] atom bomb
When the[D] tired old city of [A]Chester
Wa[Em]s draped and dying in my[A] arms
[D]For a while I was lost under the weight of remembering
Of how the sun would warn the projects some mornings
[G]When the birds were falling like winter's[A] frozen rain
And I was [D]all fingers numb holding a [A]brown paper lunch
[Em]Twelve years old and already[A] ashamed
Interlude: D, G, A, D, A, Em, A
Verse 2:
[D]Now soon I was floating over Highland Avenue
By my side was the Red Cross, the Pope and the President too
[G]Yeah I had returned like I [A]swore I would
To [D]right some wrongs and [A]sing my song
And[Em] share the luck that every man[A] should
[D]But when the fever broke and I awoke from the dream
I was passed out beside a jukebox siphoning gasoline
[G]When my brother yanked me hard from the[A] corner bar
And carried my[D] drunk bones [A]all the way home
[Em]Draped and heavy in his [A]arms
End on D.
