The Waterboys – November Tale (Guitar)

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SONG: NOVEMBER TALE ARTIST: THE WATERBOYS TASB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected] TABBED FROM: INTRO: B F#m A Dbm F# A E A E A E F#m E VERSE:
A                                   E
Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling

A                                 E        
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling

        F#m             Dbm
Such a storm of words unsaid

         F#m           Dbm
Though absurd as it appears

           B
Had been blowing in her head

F#m                    
For twenty-seven years

A                                E
 I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket

          A
Threw a scarf around my neck

            E
And twenty dollars in my pocket

            F#m              Dbm
I found her in the same old place

 F#m            Dbm
Pamphlet in her fist

        B
When I saw her windblown face

             F#m
She said well,  look at who it is
CHORUS:
B                 F#    F#m
  Meet me on the mad parade

          A                  Dbm    E  B
When the midnight bells are chiming

B                       F#  F#m           Dbm   B  Db Dbm
 We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown

B                         F#m
 Pile up all the blunders that we've made

      A                  Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing

           F#       A          E   A E  A   E  B A E
And we'll burn the damn thing down
VERSE:
A                                    E
In the great November light she was older still alluring

     A                        E
Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been during

    F#m               Dbm               
The days we loved an slept

       F#m             Dbm
In her bed of painted wood

        B
In the little place she kept

F#m
In a crumbling neighbourhood

A
We walked along a while

     E
Like we were old companions

             A
But I could feel the gap between us

 E
Yawning like a canian

    F#m                 Dbm
She with her church and code

    F#m            Dbm
Her extravagant beliefs

       B
Me a creature of the road

   F#m
A child of dust and grief
CHORUS:
B               F#    F#m
 Meet me on the mad parade

          A                 Dbm     E  B
When the midnight bells are chiming

B                      F#  F#m           Dbm   B  Db Dbm  
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown

B                         F#m
 Pile up all the blunders that we've made

      A                  Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing

           F#       A          E    A  E  A  E   B F#m E
And we'll burn the damn thing down
VERSE:
      A                                 E
She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling

         A
Said if you're problem is long standing man

 E
Then why don't you try kneeling

          F#m               Dbm     F#m          Dbm
Now your face I see you're still a sinner in the mist

        B
Setting up your little will

F#m 
Is king in place of His

             A
I said I've heard about sin

          E
Down the long wheels of ages

    A
I cracked books of lies

        E
With a thousand twisted pages

        F#m              Dbm
Then I looked her in the eye

    F#m                  Dbm
And asked her clear and plain

         B
If your religion was a lie

      F#m
Then what would remain
VERSE:
               A
She said I've got my beating heart

              E
And I've two loving hands to heal with

             A
And there's nothing in my day that 

             E
I ain't got the strength to deal with

        F#m         Dbm
I said darling I confess

    F#m                    Dbm
The same things applies to fate

    B
And as for all the rest

F#m
We agreed to disagree
CHORUS/OUTRO:
B               F#    F#m
 Meet me on the mad parade

         A                  Dbm     E B
When the midnight bells are chiming

B                      F#   F#m          Dbm  B  Db Dbm
 We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown

B                        F#m
Pile up all the blunders that we've made

      A                  Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing

           F#       A          E    A  E
And we'll burn the damn thing down

           F#       A          E    A  E   A   E  A A E
Yes we'll burn the damn thing down