Twelve - Thirty chords by The Mamas & The Papas

#20 in 1967.

      (Capo 1st fret.)

#1.
Am    D        G  G7 C G
I used to live in New York City.
Am     Dm         G  G7 C G
Everything there was dark and dirty.
Am     F      G    G7 Eb G
Outside my window was a steeple,
Am        Fm         G   G7 G G7
with a clock that always said twelve-thirty.

CHORUS:
C               G
Young girls are coming to the canyon,
F     Fm           G   G7
and in the mornings I can see them walking.
C            G
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn,
F      Fm        C
and I can't keep myself from talking.

#2.
Am      D          G    G7 C G
At first, so strange, to feel so friendly.
Am     Dm         G     G7 C G
To say good morning and really mean it.
Am      F         G  F Eb G
To feel these changes happening in me,
Am     Fm      G     G7 G G7
but not to notice till I feel it.

CHORUS:
C               G
Young girls are coming to the canyon,
F     Fm           G   G7
and in the mornings I can see them walking.
C            G
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn,
F      Fm        C
and I can't keep myself from talking.

#3.
Am   D        G    G7 C G
Cloudy waters cast no reflection.
Am    Dm        G   G7 C G
Images of beauty lie there stagnant.
Am     F      G    F Eb G
Vibrations bounce in no direction,
Am      Fm       G    G7 G G7
and lie there shattered into fragments.

CHORUS:
C               G
Young girls are coming to the canyon,
F     Fm           G   G7
and in the mornings I can see them walking.
C            G
I can no longer keep my blinds drawn,
F      Fm        C
and I can't keep myself from talking.(FAde.)


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