Al Stewart – Apple Cider Reconstitution (Guitar)

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  When we came to the station,   all the trains were rusty

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  The doors were open and the windows broken in

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  There was grass in all the cracks and the air hung  musty

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  The travel posters were flapping in the wind

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  So we moved through the dust and gloom

                  Bm           A       G
  Playing waiting games in the waiting room

   Bm      A        G               Em7      Asus4  A
  Lay our sleeping bags out on the floor.

         D      A       G     A
  And on Sunday morning easy rider

  Bm       A       G     D
  Comes to me with apple cider

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  Leaves me here without a place to go.

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If I followed the coast road, I'd be home by evening

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The harbor lights still cut across the bay

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From the slot machine arcade the lights go streaming

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To the bikes outside the rock 'n' roll cafe

            Bm           A       G
Ah but you know those small town blues

          Bm      A       G
Are really   too much to lose

         Bm      A       G               Em7      Asus4  A
There's nothing really there to go back for

        D      A       G     A
And on Sunday morning easy rider

Bm       A       G     D
Comes to me with apple cider

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Leaves me here without a place to go

  F#                                 Bm    F#7   Bm
  Any railway station would be just fine, fine, fine

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  To settle down and wash the cobwebs from your head

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  If your situation's running dry, dry, dry

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  Find a waiting room beneath the stars to make your bed.

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  You know London      can make your brain stall

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  The streets get cold and empty on a rainy night,

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  so you duck into the subway station, you can hear the trains call,

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  they wanna take you to the Earl's Court Road but it don't seem right

                 Bm     A     G
  'Cause there's na na na noowah on the jukebox

  Bm             A       G
  Singin' in the burger bar,

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  see the people's faces in the passin' cars don't want to know

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  And on Sunday morning easy rider

   Bm       A       G     D
  Comes to me with apple cider

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  Leaves me here without a place to go.

  F#                                  Bm F#7  Bm
  You have the most appealing surface I have seen

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  Bring it over here, lay it down by me

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  Don't mean to make you nervous, I just mean

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  To make you see, this is the place to be

                       D        G         A           D
  When we came to the station, all the trains were rusty

      G                      D              A
  The air was empty and the platforms overgrown

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  There were old tin cans and cats and the doors were crusted

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  With mud and leaves and names carved long ago

           Bm      A     G                 Bm
  And the rails go on forever in a silver trail

            A     G
  To the setting sun,

           Bm            A   G               Em7  Asus4  A
  you can follow them   Anywhere you want to go

           D      A     G     A
  And on Sunday morning easy rider

   Bm       A       G     D
  Comes to me with apple cider

    G               A              D
  leaves me here without a need to know