City Boy - The violin

^GA kindly word for friends and strangers almost ^Cmaj7anyone she meets ^GA lonely house at the end of the road full of ^Cmaj7silly memories ^Bm7And when the locals ^Claugh at her she ^Amturns a blind eye to it ^D7all ^GShe sees the irony and so what ^Cmaj7no-one really meant it ^GA grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a ^Cmaj7little bit eccentric ^Bm7But no-one sees the ^Csecrets hidden in a ^Amdiary stowed beneath the ^D7stairs

^GAnd she sat that night in her chair by the fire ^Cmaj7hearing his violin ^DTears appeared and burned her cheeks as he ^Ccaressed every ^Gstring As the ^Emdawn arrives to hurt her eyes the ^Amcoals are growing dim And when the ^Droom grows cold she still recalls ^Cevery inch of ^Ghim.

^GGermaine was a leggy lady, barely ^Cmaj7old enough to know how ^GTo hold the right knife at the table it was ^Cmaj7difficult but somehow ^Bm7She caught the eye of an ^Cevening pirate and he ^Amsailed his way into her ^D7heart ^GHer Valentino played violin till it was ^Cmaj7well into the night ^GEnjoyed her evening oh so much although ^Cmaj7she never ate a bite ^Bm7So Cinderella ^Emlost her slipper to a ^AmLilting, Latin Gigo^D7lo.

^EmAnd he stood that night by the tableside ^Amplaying his violin ^DTears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he ^Ccaressed every ^Gstring As the ^Emday appeared with the tables cleared, she ^Amwas still there listening And she ^Drose to go with her eyes still closed, but she ^Cpaused to glance at ^Ghi^Emm. There was ^Amno-one there but her and as she ^Dsadly took her fur, she heard...

A little ^Gweary ^Emeyed, but ^Amsmiling ^Cshe wandered ^Emhome...Al^Done. G Cmaj7 X2

^GThen every evening she came back to her ^Cmaj7table by the window ^GAn anxious lady looking at the ^Cmaj7man who lit her candle ^Bm7And as the waitresses ^Ctook their coats she’d ^Amstand and leave to call a ^D7cab

^D#maj7They closed The Ritz at the end of the war they had ^Bm7boards on every door With peeling ^C#maj7paint and ceilings cracks and not a ^G#m7carpet for the floor ^Gm7Some seen a ^Cm7candle flicker through and ^Fm7old and broken window ^Bbpane

^EmNow she sits that night in her chair by the fire ^Amhearing his violin Tears ap^Dpear and burned her cheeks as he ^Ccaresses every strin^Gg ^Em As the ^Emdawn arrives to hurt her eyes the ^Amcoals are growing dim And when the ^Droom grows cold she still recalls ^Cevery inch of ^Ghim. ^EmWhen he stood that night by the tableside ^Amplaying his violin ^DTears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he ^Ccaressed every ^Gstring As the ^Emday appeared with the tables cleared, she ^Amwas still there listening And she ^Drose to go with her eyes still closed, but she ^Cpaused to glance at ^Ghim. A little ^Gweary ^Emeyed, but ^Amsmiling ^Cshe wandered ^Ghome...^DAlone.