Procol Harum – Wee Small Hours (Guitar)

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the# #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.# #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# "In The Wee Small Hours Of Sixpence" (Gary Brooker - Keith Reid) Intro:

	C
	/  [drum fill]

Verse 1:

	        C                  Fm
	In the wee small hours of sixpence

	         C             Fm
	And the lighted chandelier

	          Dm   Em        F     C
	Stands a rusty    old retainer

	          Abdim [N.C.]          C/G
	Whose old eyes are filled with tears

For his master, good Sir Gallant Who is now off to the wars And although his eyes are crying We know grief is not the cause Chorus 1:

	         F     F#dim     C
	And if grief is not the reason

	        F     F#dim     C
	He must be of sterner stuff

	          F              Am/E  Dm
	And his sword, though old and rusty

	          G       /F     /E    /D
	Must be blunt as sharp enough

Verse 2: In the wee small hours of sixpence And the broken windowpane Stand the remnants of the evening Who are waiting all in vain For the crowing of the cockroach Sure as morning is not night But the air is filled with silence And the day bright is not light Chorus 2: But still darkness is no reason We are men of sterner stuff And our swords, though old and rusty Still are blunt as sharp enough Instrumental break [key changes to D]:

	D        Bm       D/A       Bm
	/ / / /   / / / /   / / / /   / / / /

	G   Bm/F# Em        A   /G   /F#  /E
	/ / / /   / / / /   / / / /   / / / /

Verse 3:

	        D                 Gm
	In the wee small hours of sixpence

	         D                Gm
	And the hat stand in the hall

	         Em  F#m          G       D
	Waiting only     for the morning

	        Bbdim [N.C.]        D/A
	Shadows flitting 'cross the wall

And perhaps that old retainer Who now giving of his all May have once been just as we are And now has no face at all Chorus 3:

	            G      G#dim     D
	But still grief was not the reason

	        G      G#dim     D
	He was made of sterner stuff

	          G              Bm/F# Em
	And his sword, though old and rusty

	            A       /G     /F#   /E
	Still was blunt as sharp enough

	D       Bm        D [end cold]
	/ / / /  / / / /  /

-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers