Forks And Knifes

Tom: G

G Em Am D

G   Em        Am            D       G
  Uptown, the street's in a calming way
    Em         Am        D          G
And outside is warm as a bed with a maid
      Em        Am      D         G
And I find it's all our waves and raves
     Em        Am      D       G
That makes the days go on this way

G Em Am D

G   Em        Am  D        G
  I heard the sad sound of words
   Em           Am        D        G
Spoken from the beak of a wise old bird
  Em        Am          D      G
Uptown, the streets are kept afloat
  Em         Am     D    G
A girl never leaves me alone

G Em Am D

G    Em          Am
  He means well, saying,
         D          G        Em
I've got stories of wine, superb
    Am           D          G         Em
And of course my childhood, forks and knives
      Am       D          G           Em   Am       D      G
And a hospital bed, where I turned my life over and over again

G Em Am D