Jimmy Buffett – When Salome Plays The Drum (Guitar)

C
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Crowd goes deaf and dumb

                 Bb
Swept up by dark sensations

C
Partially the heat

C
More so it's the beat

             Bb
She moves in syncopation

C
Gazelle on the run

C
Skirt slit past her thigh

C
Boys let out a sigh

                   Bb
The beat begins to quicken

C
Crowd ascends the stairs

C
Climbin' on the chairs

                   Bb
The plot begins to thicken

C
Phasers on stun

F         G      C
Take them to the carnival (take them to the carnival)

F        G        C
Let them hear the conga

F           G     C
Tonight the tempo feels so right

Bb              C
Tomorrow may be wrong-a

C
Gendarme close her down

C
Make her leave the town

               Bb
She caught the flight to Rio

C
Nothin' to say

C
Wavin' from the plane

C
Pourin' pink champagne

               Bb
She toasts her loyal trio

C
It was a lucrative stay

    F         G      C
Ooh take them to the carnival (take them to the carnival)

F        G        C
Let them hear the conga

F           G     C
Tonight the tempo feels so right

Bb              C
Tomorrow may be wrong-a

               F         G      C
(Oh won't you) take them to the carnival (take them to the carnival)

F        G        C
Let them play for hours

F           G       C
Tonight the weather feels so right

Bb                             C
Tomorrow (tomorrow) feels like showers