This tab is a bunch of tabs made by various users. All credit is properly given. Without these users, there would be no tab, and therefor if your tab is one of the ones in this album I thank you profusely. All that I do is add chords to finish the song. I have set up all of the songs with a roman numeral, so to find the song you want, just hit control F,or on Macs hit command F. I. Shanty for the Arethusa II. Billy Liar III. Los Angeles, I'm Yours IV. The Gymnast, High Above the Ground V. The Bachelor and the Bride VI. Song for Myla Goldberg VII. The Soldiering Life VIII. Red Right Ankle IX. The Chimbley Sweep X. I Was Meant for the Stage XI. As I Rise I. Shanty For the Arethusa Originally tabbed by: lucky69 VERSE 1

^Em We set to sail on a ^Bb packet full of ^Fspice, rum and ^Emtea-leaves. ^EmWe've emptied out all ^Bbthe bars and the ^FBowery hotels ^Em ^Em ^F# ^G Tell your daughters do not^G/B ^G walk the streets alone to^Emnight ^Em ^F# ^G Tell your daughters do not^E ^F# ^G walk the streets alone to^B7night (^B7La ^B7/Ada ^Gdum ^Emdum)

VERSE 2

^EmTell the tale of the J^Bbewess and the man^Fdarin Chinese b^Emoy ^EmHe led her down from h^Bber gilded canopy ^Fof cloth. ^Em ^EmAnd^F# thro^Gugh her blindfold she could ^G/Bmake^G out the figures there befo^Emre her ^EmAnd^F# how ^Gthe air was thick with incen^Ese^F#, c^Gardamom and myrrh ^B7 B7 B7/A G

CHORUS

^C/G So goodnight, boys, good^Emnight ^Em ^F# ^G ^C/G Say goodnight, boys, good^B7night ^B7La ^B7/Ada ^Gdum ^Emdum ^EmLa ^Cda^G d^Dum^B7 dum...

VERSE 3

^EmWe set to sail on a cl^Bbipper that's boun^Fd for South Aus^Emtralia ^EmThe weather's warm the^Bbre, the natives a^Fre dark and nub^Emile. ^EmBut^F# if y^Gou listen, quiet, you can he^G/Bar t^Ghe footsteps on the cross-t^Emrees ^EmThe^F# ghos^Gts of sailors passed, their ^Esp^F#ect^Gral bodies clinging to the ^B7shrouds. B7 B7/A G

CHORUS

^C/G So goodnight, boys, good^Emnight ^Em ^F# ^G ^C/G Say goodnight, boys, good^B7night ^B7La ^B7/Ada du^Gm du^Emm Em C G D B7 (x2) Em La da dum dum...

II. Billy Liar Originally tabbed by: Damsk1849 VERSE 1

Billy Liar's got his ^Ghands in his ^G/F#pockets ^Em Staring over at his ^Aneighbor's, knickers down.^Em ^AHe's got his knickers down.^Em ^A ^D So the summer is ^Geternity ^G/F#for you? ^Em Sleeping in until your ^Afather's shaking you down^Em ^AHe's shaking you down.^Em ^A

PRE-CHORUS

And the ^Gmail room shift gets a real short shrift As you ^F#mdole out the packages, no-one seems to want you around^Em ^AAll skulking ar^Emound. ^A

CHORUS

^DLet your ^F#mlegs loll^Bm on the ^Glino ^D'Til your ^F#msinews spoil^Bm ^G ^DWill you ^F#mstay here^Bm for aw^Ghile, dear, ^D'Til the ^F#mradio^Bm, plays ^Emsomething familiar? Plays ^Asomething familiar. ^D

BRIDGE (D) G G/F# Em e--------------------------------------------------| B---------------------------3---0-----0------------| G-------------------0-2-4----------2---------------| D-------------0-2-4--------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------| A Em e--------------------------------------------------| B-------------2-3---0-----0------------------------| G-------0-2-4----------2---------------------------| D---2-4------------------------2-------------------| A--------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------| A Em e----(5)--(3)--(2)--(0)----------------------------| B--------------------------------------------------| G---------------------------2h4--2-----------------| D-----------------------------------4---2----------| A--------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------|

e----(5)--(3)--(2)--(^A0)| ^D B----------------------| G----------------------| D----------------------| A----------------------| E----------------------|

VERSE 2

^DAll a-drifting, he'^Gs the no^G/F#good boy^Emo Sent a-fishing for a w^Ahalebone corset ^Emframe ^A(The only catch all d^Emay) ^A ^D ^DSo he sits and lets the ^Gcurr^G/F#ent ta^Emke him A gentle breeze will leave h^Ais pants in dis^Emarray ^AAnd at his ankles lai^Emd.

PRE-CHORUS

As he d^Grifts to sleep with a moan and a weep He is d^F#mecked by a Japanese geisha with a garland of pe^Emarls ^AHow she twists and twir^Emls!

CHORUS

^DLet your ^F#mlegs loll^Bm on the ^Glino ^D'Til your ^F#msinews spoil^Bm ^G ^DWill you ^F#mstay here^Bm for aw^Ghile, dear, ^D'Til the ^F#mradio^Bm plays ^Emsomething familiar Plays ^Asomething familiar Plays ^Emsomething familiar Plays ^Asomething familiar

OUTRO Em A e--3--3--2--2--0--0----0-----------------------------| B--------------------3---3--2--2--3--3--4--4--5--5---| G----------------------------------------------------| D----------------------------------------------------| A----------------------------------------------------| E----------------------------------------------------|

^EmBah bah bah bah bah bah bah-da-dah ^ABah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah

REPEAT UNTIL FADE III. Los Angeles, I'm Yours Originally tabbed by: JimmyB4403 INTRO C C C C Cadd2 C (x2) VERSE 1

^CThere is a city by^Cadd2 the s^Cea, a gentle com^Cadd2 - pa ^Am- ny, I don't suppos^Asus2e you ^Emwant to ^F ^F ^G ^G ^CAnd as it tells it^Cadd2s sorr^Cy tale, in harro^Cadd2wing d^Ametail Its hollowness^Asus2 will ^Emhaunt you^F ^F ^G ^G

CHORUS

^DmIts streets and boulevards,^Dmadd2 ^Forphans and olig^Fadd2archs it ^Amhears ^Asus2 ^FA plaintive melody,^Fadd2 ^Dmtruncated symphony ^Dmadd2 An ^Focean's garbled vomit on ^Fadd2the ^Gshore, Los ^FAn^Fge^Gle^Gs, I'm ^Cyours

C C C C Cadd2 C (x4) F F G G VERSE 2

^COh ladies pleasant^Cadd2 and d^Cemure, sallow-ch^Cadd2eeked ^Amand sure I can see your^Asus2 undie^Ems ^F ^F ^G ^G ^CAnd all the boys y^Cadd2ou dra^Cg about, an empt^Cadd2y fall^Amow fount From Saturdays^Asus2 to Mo^Emndays ^F ^F ^G ^G

CHORUS

^DmYou hill and valley crowd, ^Dmadd2hanging y^Four trousers dow^Fadd2n at heel^Am ^Asus2 ^FThis is the realest^Fadd2 thing^Dm, as ancient choirs^Dmadd2 sing A d^Fozen blushing cherubs whe^Fadd2el abo^Gve Los ^FAn^Fge^Gle^Gs my lo^Cve

BRIDGE C C C C Cadd2 C (x2) C C# Dmaj7 C#m Dmaj7 C#m C#m Eb E

^D Oh what a rush of ripe e^Dlan, languor on di^Bmvans, dalliant^Bsus2 and dain^F#mty ^G ^G ^A ^A ^DBut oh the smell of bur^Dsus2nt cocai^Dne, the dolor and ^Dsus2decay ^Bm It only makes ^Bsus2me ^F#mcranky^G ^G ^A ^A

CHORUS

^DmOh great calamity, ^Dmadd2 ^Fditch of iniquity ^Fsus2and ^Amtears ^Asus2 ^Am ^FHow I abhor this place,^Fsus2 ^Dmits sweet and bitter taste ^Dmadd2 Has ^Fleft me wretched, ret^Fsus2ching on all ^Gfours Los ^FAn^Fge^Gle^Gs, I'm ^Cyours

OUTRO

Los ^FAn^Fge^Gle^Gs, I'm ^Cyours Los ^FAn^Fge^Gle^Gs, I'm ^Cyours

F F G G C F F G G C IV. The Gymnast, High Above The Ground INTRO e|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|-------4-4-------4-4-------4-4-------4-4---------2-2-------2-2-------2-2-------2-2--| A|---2---------2---------2---------2-----------0---------0---------0---------0--------| E|-3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3-------3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3------| e|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|-------0-0-------0-0-------0-0-------0-0---------0-0-------0-0-------0-0-------0-0--| A|---2---------2---------2---------2-----------2---------2---------2---------2--------| E|-3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3-------3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3------| (x1, then with lyrics) VERSE 1 The gymnast, high above the ground, Limbers up and falls tender down Ankles splayed and all tied The gymnast long has arrived VERSE 2 Lazy, your long sister lays Waiting out this long light brigade Prayed for snow a long time And lately, it long has arrived CHORUS

^CThrough the tarlatan holes, you've been slipping, been slipping a^Gway (la dee dum da) ^CAnd the weather will hold, its been ever so, ever so gray (la dee^G dum da) And ^Emhere as we're ^Gcoming down, we're ^Csounding out, it's a ^Cmterrible, terrible ^Emtide As it ^Glights upon your ^Ceye But ^Emthere on the m^Gotorway, reeks of m^Carmalade, it's a chem^Cmical, chemical ki^Emnd As it ^Glights upon your ^Ceye, ^Amlights upon your ^Ceye

SOLO e|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|-------4-4-------4-4-------4-4-------4-4---------2-2-------2-2-------2-2-------2-2--| A|---2---------2---------2---------2-----------0---------0---------0---------0--------| E|-3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3-------3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3------| e|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|-------0-0-------0-0-------0-0-------0-0---------0-0-------0-0-------0-0-------0-0--| A|---2---------2---------2---------2-----------2---------2---------2---------2--------| E|-3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3-------3---3-----3---3-----3---3-----3---3------| VERSE 3 The bosun calls upon the quay Compass gone, he long has lost his way To lighthouse shine, to calm tide The bosun long has arrived CHORUS

OUTRO Em G C (x2) Em Em/F# G G/B C (x4) A - pril marches on... C V. The Bachelor and The Bride Originally tabbed by: Unregistered CAPO 1 VERSE 1

^EmThere's a wrinkle, ^A in the water ^DWhere we laid our,^Cmaj7 first daughter ^EmAnd I think the wind blows ^Aso sweetly ^Cmaj7there, over ^B7there

VERSE 2

^EmAnd the windows, an^Ad the cinders ^DAnd the willows, i^Cmaj7n the timbers ^EmThe infernal rattling of th^Ae rain, sti^Cmaj7ll remains ^B7

CHORUS

But ^EmI, said the ^Bbachelor to the ^Embride Am not ^Bwaiting for ^Ctonight, No, ^GI, I will ^Abox your ears And ^B7leave you here stripped ^Embare ^EmStri^Appe^Dd b^Cmaj7are...

VERSE 3

^EmHear the corncrakes^A, and the deer hooves ^DAnd the sleet rain^Cmaj7 on the slate roof ^EmA medallion locked inside h^Aer hands, i^Cmaj7n her hands ^B7

VERSE 4

^EmAnd his fingers, ar^Ae they telling ^DOf the barren of h^Cmaj7er belly ^EmDo his calluses cure her fu^Arrowed brow^Cmaj7, even now ^B7

CHORUS

But ^EmI, said the ^Bbachelor to the ^Embride Am not ^Bwaiting for ^Ctonight, No, ^GI, I will ^Abox your ears And ^B7leave you here stripped ^Embare, ^EmStri^Appe^Dd b^Cmaj7are, st^Emripp^Aed ^Dbar^Cmaj7e, stripped bare

OUTRO

But ^EmI, said the ^Bbachelor to the ^Embride Am not ^Bwaiting for ^Ctonight, No, ^GI, I will ^Abox your ears And ^Ctake your tears And ^Aleave you, leave you ^Chere, stripped ^Embare ^A ^D ^Cmaj7

Em A D Cmaj7 (x2) Em VI. Song for Myla Goldberg Originally tabbed by: ponyjohn VERSE 1

^DMyla Goldberg ^Gsets a steady ^Dhand upon her ^Gbrow ^DMyla Goldberg ^Ghangs a crooked ^Dfoot all upside ^Gdown

PRE-CHORUS

^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around ^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around ^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around ^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around

VERSE 2

^DPretty hands d^Go pretty thing^Ds when pretty ^Gtimes arise ^DSeraphim and s^Geaweed swim wh^Dere stick-limb^Ged Myla lies

PRE-CHORUS

^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around ^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around ^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around ^DIt comes around, it ^Gcomes around

CHORUS

^AStill know you're ^Gwaiting to ^Dgrow ^A Inside you're ^Emold ^G ^A Sew wings to your^G pigeon ^Dtoes Put ^Empaper to pen To ^Gspell out "Eliza"

VERSE 3

^DWe begin with ^Gsticky shins, ^Dmake sticky th^Gen our shoes ^DShoes beget to^G clothes and h^Dat until stick^Gy's sticking too

PRE-CHORUS

^DFiniculi finicula fi^Gniculi finicula ^DFiniculi finicula fi^Gniculi finicula ^DFiniculi finicula fi^Gniculi finicula ^DFiniculi finicula fi^Gniculi finicula

VERSE 4

^DListen in as s^Ghin-kicked Jim^D relates his s^Gtory sad ^DAbout a boy wh^Go kicked until^D his shins wer^Ge all but rubber bands

BRIDGE But now

^DI know New York, I n^Geed New York ^DI know I need unique^G New York ^DI know New York, I n^Geed New York ^DI know I need unique^G New York

CHORUS

^AStill know you're ^Gwaiting to ^Dgrow ^A Inside you're ^Emold ^G ^A Sew wings to your^G pigeon ^Dtoes Put ^Empaper to pen To ^Gspell out "Eliza"

OUTRO

^DEliza, Eliza, Eliza It comes around, it comes around, it comes around

VII. The Soldiering Life VERSE 1

^DAmbling madly all over the ^C#town The call to arms you likened to ^Da whisper I likened to a ^C#radio. ^DYou were a brickbat, a Bowery ^C#tough, So rough they culled you from a ^Dcartoon. Pulled out of your ^C#pantaloons.

CHORUS

But ^Ayou, my brother in ^Abarms, I'd rather I'd ^F#mlose my limbs than let you come to ^Eharm. But ^Ayou, my bombazine ^Abdoll The bullets may ^F#msinge your skin and the mortars may ^Efall. But ^AI have never felt ^Eso much light Than ^F#mtonight, huddled in the ^Dtrenches, Gazing on the ^Abattlefield. Our rifles ^Eblaze away. We ^Gblaze away. Oh Oh ^DOh

VERSE 2

^DCorporal Bradley of regimen^C#t five In proud array, standing by the ^Dbathing Soldiers and the stevedor^C#es. ^DWe laid on the mattress and tumbled to^C# sleep Our eyes aligned, swaddled in our civ^Dies Cradled in our dungar^C#ees.

CHORUS

OUTRO

We ^Gblaze away. Oh Oh ^DOh We ^Ablaze away. Oh Oh Oh ^EOh We ^Gblaze away. Oh Oh ^DOh

VIII. Red Right Ankle Originally tabbed by: JimmyB4430 CAPO 5 INTRO (D/F# G)x4

^D/F#This is the story of your red right^G ankle, ^D/F#And how it came to meet your leg ^G ^D/F#And how the muscle bone and sinews ^Gtangled, ^D/F#And how the skin was softly shed ^G

CHORUS

^EmAnd how it whispered, oh, ad^Ahere to me, ^Em For we are bound by ^Asymmetry ^EmAnd whatever differences our ^Alives have been, ^DWe together make a li^Gmb ^G ^D/F# ^EmThis is the story of your ^Ared right an^D/F#kle ^G ^D/F# ^G

VERSE 2

^D/F#This is the story of your gypsy unc^Gle, ^D/F#You never knew 'cause he was dead ^G ^D/F#And how his face was carved and rip^Gped with wrinkles, ^D/F#In the picture in your head ^G

CHORUS

^EmAnd remember how you found t^Ahe key, ^EmTo his hideout in the Pyrene^Aes ^EmBut you wanted to keep his s^Aecret safe, ^DSo you threw the key ^Gaway ^G ^D/F# ^EmThis is the story of your ^Agypsy uncle ^D/F# ^G ^D/F# ^G

BRIDGE Em A Asus4 A Em A Asus4 A D/F# G (x2) VERSE 3

^D/F#This is the story of the boys who l^Goved you, ^D/F#Who love you now and loved you then^G ^D/F#And some were sweet and some were c^Gold and snuffed you, ^D/F#And some just laid around in bed ^G

CHORUS

^EmAnd had crumbled you straigh^At to your knees, ^EmDid it cruel did it tenderly^A ^EmAnd some had crawled their w^Aay into your heart, ^DTo rend your ventricl^Ges ap^Gar^D/F#t ^EmThis is the story of the ^Aboys who loved ^G/Byou ^G/B ^Asus4 ^G ^G ^D/F# ^Em

OUTRO

^EmThis is the story of your ^Ared right an^Gkle

IX. The Chimbley Sweep Originally tabbed by: khabok CAPO 4 VERSE 1

^EmI am a chimbley, a ^B7chimbley sweep ^AmNo bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet ^EmUpon the rooftops in ^B7dead of night ^AmYou'll hear me cry, I'll shake you from your ^Emsleep

CHORUS

To hear me ^Gweep "^DYour day will co^Cme indeed ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep."

VERSE 2

^EmI am an orphan, ^B7an orphan boy ^AmI've known no love, I've seen no mother's joy ^EmA dirty doorstep ^B7my cradle laid ^AmMy fortune's made: I'll shake you from your ^Emsleep

CHORUS

To hear me ^Gweep "^DYour day will co^Cme indeed. ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley,^B7 chimbley^Em sweep."

VERSE 3

&^Emquot;O lonely urch^B7in!" the widow cried &^Amquot;I've not been swept since the day my husband died." ^EmHer cheeks a blushing, her ^B7legs laid bare ^AmAnd shipwrecked there I'll shake you from your ^Emsleep

CHORUS

To hear me ^Gweep "^DYour day will co^Cme indeed. ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep."

OUTRO

^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep."

X. I Was Meant For The Stage Originally tabbed by: fruitloof VERSE 1

^CI was meant for the stage, ^FI was meant for the ^Ccurtain. ^CI was ^Cmaj9meant to ^Amtread these ^Am7/Gboards, Of ^Fthis much I am ^Ccertain.

VERSE 2

^CI was meant for the crowd, ^FI was meant for the ^Cshouting. ^CI was ^Cmaj9meant to ^Amraise these ^Am7/Ghands With ^Fquiet all about ^Cme. oh, ^Goh.

VERSE 3

^CMother, please, be proud. ^FFather, be for^Cgiving. ^CEven ^Cmaj9though you ^Amtold me '^Am7/GSon, You'll ^Fnever make a li^Cving.' oh, ^Goh.

CHORUS

^GFrom the floorboards to the f^Fly, Here I was fated to re^Cside. And as I take my final ^Gbow, Was there ever any dou^Cbt? And as the spotlights fade a^Fway, And you're escorted through the f^Coyer, You will resume your callow w^Gays, But I was meant for the st^Cage.

VERSE 4

^CThe heaven's at my door. ^FIntended my for ^Cstardom. ^CRays o^Cmaj9f light s^Amhined down on^Am7/G me And a^Fll my sins were p^Cardoned.

VERSE 5

^CI was meant for applause. ^FI was meant for derision. ^CNothing ^Cmaj9short of ^Amfaded self ^Am7/Ghas ^FAffected my d^Cecision. oh, ^Goh.

CHORUS

XI. As I Rise INTRO D C VERSE 1

^GI have come a few miles. ^GI got blisters on my slippered feet As I ^Drise, as I ^Cri-ise.

VERSE 2

^GCalifornia's ok. ^GBut I think I might stay in the shade For a wh^Dile, for a ^Cwhi-ile.

G D C VERSE 3

^GLadybug, ladybird ^GYou're the prettiest song I heard In a ^Dwhile, in a ^Cwhi-ile.

OUTRO

^GLa di dah, la dah, la di dah dah dah la dah, la la ^Dla, la dah ^Cdah-ah G D C G

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