VIRGINIA WOOLF (Emily Saliers)
(Tuning: DADGBC)
For the intro, I'm making up some chord names. I'm calling 3x3000
"F(#4/9)," meaning "F with an added sharp 4th and a 9th," and I'm calling
2x2000 "Em(addC)," meaning "Em with a C added." The songbook calls them
"G7/F" and "Cmaj7/E," but I don't think that does them justice.
FIRST SECTION:
[F(#4/9)] [F(#4/9)] [Em(addC)] [Em(addC)]
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ .
[F(#4/9)] [F(#4/9)] [G(4)] [G(4)]
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . (slowing)
INSTRUMENTAL BEFORE VERSE:
[G/B] [C] [Fsus2] [C] [Gsus] [D7/F#] [Fsus2]
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ .
(Use this pattern for most of the verse.)
[G/B] [C] [Fsus2] [C] [Gsus] [D7/F#] [Fsus2]
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^(They published...)
They published you[G/B]r dia[C]ry,[Fsus2] [C] and that's how I [Gsus]got to kn[D7/F#]ow you[Fsus2]
The [G/B]key to the [C]room of your [Fsus2]own and [C]a mind without [Gsus]end[D7/F#][Fsus2]
And here's a you[G/B]ng gi[C]rl [Fsus2] on [C]a kind of a te[Gsus]lephone [D7/F#]line through [Fsus2]time
And the [G/B]voice at the [C]other end [Fsus2]comes like [C]a long-lost [Gsus]friend[D7/F#][Fsus2]
(In the chorus, each chord is half a measure; F303210, G(4)/F303000,
G(4)5x5430, and G5x500x. Strum the chords.)
So I know I'm [F]all ri[G(4)/F]ght, [F] and my l[G(4)/F]ife will co[G(4)]me, my l[G]ife will [G(4)]go
[G(4)]Still I feel it's [F]all ri[G(4)/F]ght, [F] 'cause I [G(4)/F]just got a le[G(4)]tter t[G]o my s[G(4)]oul
And [G(4)]when my whole [F]life is on the [G(4)/F]tip of my [F]tongue
[G(4)/F]Empty pa[G(4)]ges for the [G]no longer yo[G(4)/F]ung,
The [G(4)/F]apathy of [F]time laughs [F]in my fa[F]ce,[F] you s[G(4)]ay, [G(4)] "e[G(4)]ach life h[G(4)]as its place"
(Now play the verse pattern again.)
(That's all I'm going to type out for now; so far as I know, all the verses
and choruses have the same chords.)
Lyrics:
Some will strut and some will fret, see this an hour on the stage
Others will not but they'll sweat in their hopelessness and their rage
We're all the same, the men of anger and women of the page
They published your diary, and that's how I got to know you
The key to the room of your own and a mind without end
And here's a young girl on a kind of a telephone line through time
And the voice at the other end comes like a long lost friend
So I know I'm all right, and my life will come, my life will go
Still I feel it's all right, 'cause I just got a letter to my soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, empty pages for the
no longer young
The apathy of time laughs in my face; you say, "each life has its place"
The hatches were battened, the thunderclouds rolled and the critics stormed
The battles surrounded the white flag of your youth
But if you need to know that you weathered the storm of cruel mortality
A hundred years later, I'm sitting here living proof
So you know you're all right; and your life will come, and life will go
Still you feel it's all right; someone will get a letter to your soul
And when your whole life is on the tip of your tongue, empty pages for the
no longer young
The apathy of time laughed in your face; did you hear me say, "each life
has its place"
The place where you hold me is dark in a pocket of truth
The moon has swallowed the sun and the light of the earth
And so it was for you when the river eclipsed your life
And sent your soul like a message in a bottle to me, and it was my rebirth
So we know we're all right, though life will come and life will go
Still you'll feel it's all right; someone will get a letter to your soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, empty pages for the
no longer young
You'll say it's all right; each life has its place
And you said it's all right; each life has its place
And it's all right....
- Adam Schneider, schn0170@maroon.tc.umn.edu
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(Tuning: DADGBC)
For the intro, I'm making up some chord names. I'm calling 3x3000
"F(#4/9)," meaning "F with an added sharp 4th and a 9th," and I'm calling
2x2000 "Em(addC)," meaning "Em with a C added." The songbook calls them
"G7/F" and "Cmaj7/E," but I don't think that does them justice.
FIRST SECTION:
[F(#4/9)] [F(#4/9)] [Em(addC)] [Em(addC)]
C --------0-------|--------0-------|--------0-------|--------0-------|
B ------0---0-----|------0---0-----|------0---0-----|------0---0-----| PLAY
G ----0-------0---|----0-------0---|----0-------0---|----0-------0---| FIVE
D --3-----------3-|--3-----------3-|--2-----------2-|--2-----------2-| TIMES
A ----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D 3---------------|3---------------|2---------------|2---------------|
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ .
[F(#4/9)] [F(#4/9)] [G(4)] [G(4)]
C --------0-------|--------0-------|--------0-------|--------0-------|
B ------0---0-----|------0---0-----|------0---0-----|------0---0-----|
G ----0-------0---|----0-------0---|----0-------0---|----0-------0---|
D --3-----------3-|--3-----------3-|--2-----------2-|--2-----------2-|
A ----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D 3---------------|3---------------|2---------------|2---------------|
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . (slowing)
INSTRUMENTAL BEFORE VERSE:
[G/B] [C] [Fsus2] [C] [Gsus] [D7/F#] [Fsus2]
C ----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
B ----------------|--1-------1-----|----3-----1-----|--1-----1-------|
G ----0-----0-----|0-------0-------|--0-----0-------|--------020---|
D --0-----2---2-3-|----2-------2---|5-----4-------3-|------3-------3-|
A 2-----3---------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D ----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ .
(Use this pattern for most of the verse.)
[G/B] [C] [Fsus2] [C] [Gsus] [D7/F#] [Fsus2]
C ----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
B ----------------|--1-------1-----|----3-----1---1-|----------------|
G ----0-----0-----|0-------0-------|--0-----0-----0-|----------------|
D --0-----2---2-3-|----2-------2---|5-----4-----4-3-|----------------|
A 2-----3---------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
D ----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------|
^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^ . ^(They published...)
They published you[G/B]r dia[C]ry,[Fsus2] [C] and that's how I [Gsus]got to kn[D7/F#]ow you[Fsus2]
The [G/B]key to the [C]room of your [Fsus2]own and [C]a mind without [Gsus]end[D7/F#][Fsus2]
And here's a you[G/B]ng gi[C]rl [Fsus2] on [C]a kind of a te[Gsus]lephone [D7/F#]line through [Fsus2]time
And the [G/B]voice at the [C]other end [Fsus2]comes like [C]a long-lost [Gsus]friend[D7/F#][Fsus2]
(In the chorus, each chord is half a measure; F303210, G(4)/F303000,
G(4)5x5430, and G5x500x. Strum the chords.)
So I know I'm [F]all ri[G(4)/F]ght, [F] and my l[G(4)/F]ife will co[G(4)]me, my l[G]ife will [G(4)]go
[G(4)]Still I feel it's [F]all ri[G(4)/F]ght, [F] 'cause I [G(4)/F]just got a le[G(4)]tter t[G]o my s[G(4)]oul
And [G(4)]when my whole [F]life is on the [G(4)/F]tip of my [F]tongue
[G(4)/F]Empty pa[G(4)]ges for the [G]no longer yo[G(4)/F]ung,
The [G(4)/F]apathy of [F]time laughs [F]in my fa[F]ce,[F] you s[G(4)]ay, [G(4)] "e[G(4)]ach life h[G(4)]as its place"
(Now play the verse pattern again.)
(That's all I'm going to type out for now; so far as I know, all the verses
and choruses have the same chords.)
Lyrics:
Some will strut and some will fret, see this an hour on the stage
Others will not but they'll sweat in their hopelessness and their rage
We're all the same, the men of anger and women of the page
They published your diary, and that's how I got to know you
The key to the room of your own and a mind without end
And here's a young girl on a kind of a telephone line through time
And the voice at the other end comes like a long lost friend
So I know I'm all right, and my life will come, my life will go
Still I feel it's all right, 'cause I just got a letter to my soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, empty pages for the
no longer young
The apathy of time laughs in my face; you say, "each life has its place"
The hatches were battened, the thunderclouds rolled and the critics stormed
The battles surrounded the white flag of your youth
But if you need to know that you weathered the storm of cruel mortality
A hundred years later, I'm sitting here living proof
So you know you're all right; and your life will come, and life will go
Still you feel it's all right; someone will get a letter to your soul
And when your whole life is on the tip of your tongue, empty pages for the
no longer young
The apathy of time laughed in your face; did you hear me say, "each life
has its place"
The place where you hold me is dark in a pocket of truth
The moon has swallowed the sun and the light of the earth
And so it was for you when the river eclipsed your life
And sent your soul like a message in a bottle to me, and it was my rebirth
So we know we're all right, though life will come and life will go
Still you'll feel it's all right; someone will get a letter to your soul
And when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue, empty pages for the
no longer young
You'll say it's all right; each life has its place
And you said it's all right; each life has its place
And it's all right....
- Adam Schneider, schn0170@maroon.tc.umn.edu
