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At The Chime

Nick Drake

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From: Harlan L Thompson 

AT THE CHIME OF A CITY CLOCK- Nick Drake

A1            A2
A city freeze get on your knees
A3                    A4
Pray for warmth and green paper
A1             A2
A city drought you're down and out
A3                     A4
See your trousers down tapered
C           F               C                   B      E
Saddle up, kick your feet, ride the range of a London street
C         F              C                     B     E   B  E
Travel to a local plane, turn around and come back again

             A5                 A6
And at the chime of a city clock, put up your roadblock
A7              A5
Hang onto your crown
       A5                A6
For a stone in a tin can is wealth to the city man
A7                     A5
Who leaves his armour down

C F  G F C  C F  G F A

Stay indoors beneath the floors
Talk with neighbors only
The games you play make people say
You're odd and wierd and lonely
A city star won't shine too far on account of the way you are
And the beads around your face make you sure to fit back in place

And at the beat of a city drum, see all your friends come
In twos or threes or more
For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty face
Who knows what a face is for

The city clown will soon fall down
Without a face to hide in
And he will lose if he won't choose
The one he may confide in
A seller boy with smokes for sale went to ground with a face so pale
And overheard above the change showed his hand and fell out of range

In the light of the city square find out the face that's fair
Keep it by your side
When the light of the city falls, you fly to the city walls
Take off with your bride

But at the chime of a city clock, put up your roadblock
Hang onto your crown
For a stone in a tin can is wealth to the city man
Who leaves his armour down


A1 (with pattern)
--------------------  A1: x 0 5 0-| x x
--------------------  A2: x 0-----| 4 2 x x
----0---0---0---0---  A3: x 0-----| 3 2 x x
----5---5---5---5---  A4: x 0-----| 2 2 x x
0-0-------0-----------------------|  (use same pattern)
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A5 (with pattern)
---------------------|  A5: x 0 2 2 2 x
-----2---2---2---2---|  A6: x 0 2 1 2 x
-----2---2---2---2---|  A7: x 0 3 2 2 x
-----2---2---2---2---|
-0-0-------0---------|
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NOTE: chances are pretty good that this is completely wrong, but
until the correct tuning is posted, this will have to do.  Since
this is one of my favorite N.D. songs, I had to find a way to
play it somehow or another.

(from Bryter Layter, 1970)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)