Intro G D x 2

Ah, we’re G drinking and we’re dancing
And the band is really happening
And the Em Johnny Walker wisdom running high,
And my Bm very sweet companion,
She’s the angel of compassion
And she’s Em rubbing half the world against her thigh.
And every C drinker, every dancer lifts a happy face to thank her
And the G fiddler fiddles B7 something so su-Em blime

All the D women tear their blouses off
And the men they dance on the polka dots
And it’s C partner found and it’s partner lost
And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops
It’s G closing time

Yeah, the C women tear their blouses off
And the men they dance on the polka dots
And it’s G partner found and it’s B7 partner lost
And it’s Em hell to pay when the C fiddler stops C
It’s G closing time D

And we’re G lonely, we’re romantic
And the cider’s laced with acid
And the Em Holy Spirit’s crying, where’s the beef?
And the Bm moon is swimming naked
And the summer night is fragrant
With a Em mighty expectation of relief
So we C struggle and we stagger
Down the snakes and up the ladder
To the G tower where the B7 blessed hours Em chime

And I D swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
The C Gates of Love they budged an inch
I can’t say much has happened since
But G closing time

I C swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
The G Gates of Love they B7 budged an inch
I Em can’t say much has C happened since
(Can’t say much has happened since,
Can’t say much has happened since)
But G closing time, D closing time

I Em loved you for your beauty
But that doesn’t make a fool of me
Bm you were in it for your beauty too
And I Em loved you for your body
There’s a voice that sounds like God to me
De-A claring (declaring) de-A7 claring (declaring)
De-D claring that you’re body’s really you
(really really really really)

I C loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there’s nothing left
But G sorrow and a B7 sense of overEm time
And I D miss you since the place got wrecked
And I just don’t care what happens next
C looks like freedom but it feels like death
It’s something in between, I guess
It’s G closing time

Yeah, I C miss you since the place got wrecked
By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
And it G looks like freedom but it B7 feels like death
It’s Em something in be-C tween, I guess C
It’s G closing time D

Yeah, we’re d G drinking and we’re dancing
But there’s nothing really happening
And The Em place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
And my Bm very close companion
Gets me fumbing gets me laughing
She’s a Em hundred but she’s wearing something tight
And I C lift my glass to the awful truth
Which you can’t reveal to the ears of youth
Ex-G cept to say it B7 isn’t worth a Em dime
And the D whole damn place goes crazy twice

And it’s once for the Devil and it’s once for Christ
But the C boss don’t like these dizzy heights
We’re busted in the blinding lights
Of G closing time

The C whole damn place goes crazy twice
And it’s once for the Devil and it’s once for Christ
but the G boss don’t like B7 these dizzy heights
We’re Em busted in the C blinding lights
(Busted in the blinding lights)
Busted in the blinding lights
Of G closing time, D closing time

Oh, the G women tear their blouses off
And the men they dance on the polka dots, it’s D closing time

And it’s G partner found, and it’s partner lost
And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops it’s D closing time

I G swear it happened just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, it’s D closing time

The G gates of love they budged an inch
I can’t say much has happened since but D closing time

I G loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now, there’s nothing left but D closing time…