Of A Friday Night chords by Anais Mitchell

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Just across from the hospital
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Still in sight of the red lights
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A couple blocks from the orthodox church
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That's where the old poet lived
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In his eyeglasses and his necktie
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At the window looking down
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On the young men passing by
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On the fullness of the town

 E      D     A
Full of them good time gamblers
 E       D     A
Full of their restless wives
 E      D     A
Full of them midnight writers
E     D      A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
E      D       A
Out in the brightness of a Friday night


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And the big horns blowed and the pianos played
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And the music rose to the old man's ears
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I guess those were the olden days
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I guess those were the golden years

   E
And now the town is empty
 D
Empty as a mirror
 A              D
Empty as the harbor and the barber's chair
E       D
Where did the old poet go?
A
I asked around
E     A D  E D A
Nobody knows

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Maybe I came too early
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Maybe I came too late
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I'm waiting in the shadows of the scaffolds
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Of the old cafés where you told me to wait
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And I've got this lingering feeling
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It's like I've slipped between
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Finger of the century
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I know you know what I mean

 E     D     A
I'll be a good time gambler
E      D   A
I'll be a restless wife
E      D    A
I'll be a midnight writer
E       D      A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
 E    D     A
Call me good time gambler
 E     D    A
Call me a restless wife
 E     D    A
Call me a midnight writer
E      D      A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
E      D        A
Out in the brightness of a Friday night
E       D        A
Call me the brightness of a Friday
E
 night