Prefab Sprout – The Old Magician (Guitar)
Key
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
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Written by: Paddy McAloon
From: "Crimson/Red" (2013)
Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard
Capo: 2nd fret
Play: D
Key: E
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CHORDS/SPECIAL VOICINGS
E-A-D-G-B-E Gmaj7 3-x-0-0-0-2 Dmaj7 x-x-0-2-2-2 Bm/A x-0-4-4-3-2
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Time signature in the verses 4 x [7/4] + 1 x [3/4]
[Intro]
4/4
| D | % |
[Verse 1]
D Gmaj7 The old magician takes the stage A D Dmaj7 His act does not improve with age Em7 A Observe the shabby hat and gloves Em7 A Bm Bm/A The tired act that no-one loves Em7 A |4/4 D | % | There was a time he produced doves
[Verse 2]
D Gmaj7 A mirror and a puff of smoke A D Dmaj7 His mysteries are now a joke Em7 A His poor assistant black and blue Em7 A Bm Bm/A She's tired of being sawn in two Em7 A |4/4 D | % | She's tired of being sawn in two
[Verse 3]
D Gmaj7 Hidden trapdoor, velvet cape A D Dmaj7 Still from death there's no escape Em7 A Words of sympathy and tact Em7 A Bm Bm/A Only underline the fact Em7 A |4/4 D | % | Death is a lousy disappearing act
[Instrumental]
7/4 3/4 4/4
| D Gmaj7 | A D Dmaj7 | Em7 A | Em7 A Bm Bm/A | Em7 A | D | % |
[Verse 4]
D Gmaj7 Lord have mercy and be kind A D Dmaj7 When our faculties unwind Em7 A Overlook the hat and gloves Em7 A Bm Bm/A The tired act that no-one loves Em7 A D Dmaj7 There was a time we produced doves Em7 A Overlook the hat and gloves Em7 A Bm Bm/A The tired act that no-one loves Em7 A |4/4 D | % | There was a time we produced doves
[Verse 5]
D Gmaj7 The old magician takes the stage A D Dmaj7 With sleight of hand he’ll disengage Em7 A As dignified as you’ll allow Em7 A Bm Bm/A He’ll take his last, his final bow Em7 A D Dmaj7 He’s lost all his illusions now Em7 A As dignified as you’ll allow Em7 A Bm Bm/A He’ll take one last, one final bow Em7 A D He’s lost all his illusions now