A version of The Night for Ladies to sing.
I've always wanted to play these songs on guitar, as a sax player I love this band but
as a guitarist I had to figure the chords out myself since most of the chords available
are for the Bass, understandably so. These chords follow the sax parts and vocals and
will be a step or several above the actual melody. Since I am a lady It needed to be :)
Any Corrections or additions would be greatly appreciated!
Capo on the first fret
Strum intro
[Am] [G] [Em] [Bm--] [Em] [Bm] [Am] [G] [Em]
[Am]You're the night, L[G]ilah, a li[Em]ttle girl, lo[Bm]st in the woods.
[Am]You're a folktal[G]e, the unexp[Em]lainable.
[Am]You're a bedtime st[G]ory, the on[Em]e that keeps the curtains closed.
[Am]I hope you're waiting for [G]me, cause[Em] I can't make it on my own(X2)...
[Am]It's too dark to see the land mar[G]ks, and I don't w[Em]ant your good luck charms
[G]I hope you're waiting for [Em]me to cross your ca[G]rpet of sta[Em]rs.
[Am]You're the night, li[G]lah, you're eve[Em]rything that we can't se[Em]e.
[G]Lilah, You're the possib[Em]ility.
[Am]You're the bedtime s[G]tory, the one[Em] that keeps the curtains closed.
[Am] I hope you're waiting for me,[G] cause I can't mak[Em]e it on my own (X2)
Em G Am (X2) G Sax solo/ some variation of these chords +
[Em]Unknown the unlit world of old. Yo[G]u're the sounds I never heard before.
O[Am]ff the map where the wild things grow. A[G]nother world outside my door.
H[Em]ere I stand I'm all alone. D[G]riving down the pitch black road.
L[Am]ilah you're my only home and[G] I can't m[Em]ake it on my own.
Y[Am]ou're a bedtime st[G]ory. The one that keep[Em]s the curtains closed.
A[Am]nd I hope you're waiting for[G] me cause I ca[Em]n't make it on my own.
I can make it on my own.
'--You're the paint can falling off the wall at the door that slams at the end of the
hall where the kid rings sounds of basketball. The battle of the earth of the angels. The
shifting snow drifts so realistic, so realistic - call you carpet of stars. See there is
something in the yard. It's awful dark. With the painted strings, the cross, the good
luck charm, the prayer, the extra layer. The group '?...
I got some the ending lyrics off the web, I don't believe they are correct, but the song
is hard to understand at that point, I think the chords are close.
I've always wanted to play these songs on guitar, as a sax player I love this band but
as a guitarist I had to figure the chords out myself since most of the chords available
are for the Bass, understandably so. These chords follow the sax parts and vocals and
will be a step or several above the actual melody. Since I am a lady It needed to be :)
Any Corrections or additions would be greatly appreciated!
Capo on the first fret
Strum intro
[Am] [G] [Em] [Bm--] [Em] [Bm] [Am] [G] [Em]
[Am]You're the night, L[G]ilah, a li[Em]ttle girl, lo[Bm]st in the woods.
[Am]You're a folktal[G]e, the unexp[Em]lainable.
[Am]You're a bedtime st[G]ory, the on[Em]e that keeps the curtains closed.
[Am]I hope you're waiting for [G]me, cause[Em] I can't make it on my own(X2)...
[Am]It's too dark to see the land mar[G]ks, and I don't w[Em]ant your good luck charms
[G]I hope you're waiting for [Em]me to cross your ca[G]rpet of sta[Em]rs.
[Am]You're the night, li[G]lah, you're eve[Em]rything that we can't se[Em]e.
[G]Lilah, You're the possib[Em]ility.
[Am]You're the bedtime s[G]tory, the one[Em] that keeps the curtains closed.
[Am] I hope you're waiting for me,[G] cause I can't mak[Em]e it on my own (X2)
Em G Am (X2) G Sax solo/ some variation of these chords +
[Em]Unknown the unlit world of old. Yo[G]u're the sounds I never heard before.
O[Am]ff the map where the wild things grow. A[G]nother world outside my door.
H[Em]ere I stand I'm all alone. D[G]riving down the pitch black road.
L[Am]ilah you're my only home and[G] I can't m[Em]ake it on my own.
Y[Am]ou're a bedtime st[G]ory. The one that keep[Em]s the curtains closed.
A[Am]nd I hope you're waiting for[G] me cause I ca[Em]n't make it on my own.
I can make it on my own.
'--You're the paint can falling off the wall at the door that slams at the end of the
hall where the kid rings sounds of basketball. The battle of the earth of the angels. The
shifting snow drifts so realistic, so realistic - call you carpet of stars. See there is
something in the yard. It's awful dark. With the painted strings, the cross, the good
luck charm, the prayer, the extra layer. The group '?...
I got some the ending lyrics off the web, I don't believe they are correct, but the song
is hard to understand at that point, I think the chords are close.
