The Days Of Pearly Spencer David McWilliams

A [Am]tenement, a dirty street

Wa[Em]lked and worn by shoeless feet

In s[Am]ilence long and so complete

Watched [C]by a shivering s[G]un

Chorus (w/filtered vocal):

[Dm] [Em] The days of Pearly Sp[Am]encer

Ahh..[Dm]ahh [Em] the race is almost [Am]run

Verse 2:

Nose pressed hard on frosted glass

Gazing as the swollen mass

On concrete fields where grows no grass

Stumbles blindly on

Iron trees smother the air

But, withering, they stand and stare

Through eyes that neither know nor care

Where the grass has gone

(repeat chorus)

Verse 3:

Pearly, where's your milk-white skin

What's that stubble on your chin

It's buried in the rotgut gin

You've played and lost, not won

You played a house that can't be beat

Now look, your head's bowed in defeat

You walked too far along the street

Where only rats can run

(repeat chorus; fade 2nd time)

-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers

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{t:The Days Of Pearly Spencer}
{st:David McWilliams}

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{eot}
##This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the#
##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.#
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#Anyone else remember this non-hit by David McWilliams?  It reached #2 in
#Albany, NY - where the WPTR-AM production staff even concocted a parody
#version, 'Days of Mark Allen', about one of their DJs - but it apparently
#wasn't a hit anywhere else in the US, since the best it could do nationally
#was to squeak onto the bottom rung of Billboard's _Bubbling Under_ chart
#for a single week in June, 1968.
#
#Notes:  1) the Grass Roots covered it on one of their albums; 2) according
#to net.correspondent Maurizio Codogno, it was a hit in Italy (as _Il Volto
#Della Vita_) for Caterina Caselli; 3) the filtered vocal on the chorus - not
#to mention the subject matter - predated _Aqualung_ by about three years; 4)
#Marc Almond's remake was a big hit in the UK in 1992; his version features
#an extra verse:
#
#        A tenement, a dirty street
#        Remember worn and shoeless feet
#        Remember how you stood to beat
#        The way your life had gone
#        So Pearly don't you shed more tears
#        For those best forgotten years
#        Those tenements are memories
#        Of where you've risen from
#
#
#                        "Days of Pearly Spencer"
#                           (David McWilliams)
#
#Intro:
#
#        Am (strings alone first two bars; w/arpeggiated guitar next two
#            bars; w/bass and drums next two bars and into verse)
#
#Verse 1:
#
        A [Am]tenement, a dirty street
        Wa[Em]lked and worn by shoeless feet
        In s[Am]ilence long and so complete
        Watched [C]by a shivering s[G]un

Old{Am} eyes in a small child's face
        {Em}Watching as the shadows race
        {Am}Through walls and cracks that leave no trace
        And {C}daylight's brightness {G}shun

Chorus (w/filtered vocal):

[Dm]      [Em]   The days of Pearly Sp[Am]encer
        Ahh..[Dm]ahh [Em]   the race is almost [Am]run

Verse 2:

Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
        Gazing as the swollen mass
        On concrete fields where grows no grass
        Stumbles blindly on

Iron trees smother the air
        But, withering, they stand and stare
        Through eyes that neither know nor care
        Where the grass has gone

(repeat chorus)

Verse 3:

Pearly, where's your milk-white skin
        What's that stubble on your chin
        It's buried in the rotgut gin
        You've played and lost, not won

You played a house that can't be beat
        Now look, your head's bowed in defeat
        You walked too far along the street
        Where only rats can run

(repeat chorus; fade 2nd time)

-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers

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