Fairport Convention - Ginnie

^DEveryone can ^Ahear ^Dthe ^Gmu^Dsic ^{A D} You can taste the mood of the ^Gwine Getting ^Em7high on the beer and the ^Datmosphere of a ^Agood time ^{D A D}You can hear ^Aevery^Done ^Glaugh^Ding ^{A D} Like they've got something to ^Gshare ^Em7Cigarette ^Dsmoke and bad jokes ^Ahang in the ^Dair ^{G D Bm}

But Ginnie doesn't ^Ahear it I ^Gwonder does she real^Dise ^Em She's sitting ^Dthere with that ^Gfaraway look in her ^Aeyes ^Bm Where she goes, she ^Adoesn't say But she'll ^Gleave you way be^Dhind Going ^Emnowhere, ^Dsoon, she'll be ^Gsomewhere else in her ^Amind

But if the ^Dmusic is ^Gright And the ^Drhythm is ^Glight ^Em Gin^Gnie will ^Ddance the ^Ajig to^Dnight ^{G D}

^DSoon we'll ^Aall ^Dbe ^Gsing^Ding ^{A D} The chorus from some old ^Gsong ^Em7Guitars, fiddles, ^Deverything playing a^Along ^{D A D}We'll all be ^Ahitting ^Dthe ^Ghigh ^Dnote ^{A D} When the piano begins to ^Gplay All those ^Em7songs we ^Dhate, but we sing them ^Aany^Dway ^{G D Bm}

But Ginnie doesn't ^Ahear it It's that ^Gmoment when she ^Dgoes ^Em Some ^Dplace in her ^Gmind nobody ^Aknows ^Bm Her laughter's gone, her ^Asmile is faded She ^Gloses it all and ^Dthen That ^Emsomething for^Dgotten ^Gcomes back now and a^Again

But if the ^Dmusic is ^Gright And the ^Drhythm is ^Glight ^Em Gin^Gnie will ^Ddance the ^Ajig to^Dnight

There are people talking ^Aeverywhere But ^GGinnie's all a^Dlone ^Em She's locked ^Dup in that ^Glittle world of her ^Aown ^Bm You can look in^Ato her eyes But there's ^Gsomething you won't ^Dsee A for^Emgotten ^Dmoment of ^Gsome old memo^Ary

But if the ^Dmusic is ^Gright And the ^Drhythm is ^Glight ^Em Gin^Gnie will ^Ddance the ^Ajig to^Dnight ^{G Em} Gin^Gnie will ^Ddance the ^Ajig to^Dnight