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Closing Time Leonard Cohen
[G]Ah, we're drinking and we're dancing
and the band is really happening
[Em]and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high,
[Bm]And my very sweet companion,
she's the Angel of Compassion
[Em]and she's rubbing half the world against her thigh.
[C]And every drinker, every dancer
lifts a happy face to thank her
and the f[G]iddler fiddles s[B7]omething so sub[Em]lime
all the w[D]omen tear their blouses off
the men they dance on the polka dots
and it's p[C]artner found and it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
it's C[G]losing Time
Yeah, the w[C]omen tear their blouses off
the men they dance on the polka dots
and it's p[G]artner found and it's p[B7]artner lost
and it's [Em]hell to pay when the f[C]iddler stops
it's Cl[G]osing Time [D]
We're l[G]onely, we're romantic
and the cider's laced with acid
and the [Em]Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
And the [Bm]moon is swimming naked
and the summer night is fragrant
with a [Em]mighty expectation of relief
So we s[C]truggle and we stagger
down the snakes and up the ladder
to the t[G]ower where the bl[B7]essed hours ch[Em]ime
and I sw[D]ear it happened just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
the G[C]ates of Love they budged an inch
I can't say much has happened since
but Cl[G]osing Time
I s[C]wear it happned just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
the G[G]ates of Love they b[B7]udged an inch
I c[Em]an't say much has h[C]appened since
(can't say much has happened since, can't say much has happened since)
but Cl[G]osing Time, Cl[D]osing Time
I l[Em]oved you for your beauty
but that doesn't make a fool of me
[Bm]you were in it for your beauty too
and I l[Em]oved you for your body
there's a voice that sounds like God to me
decl[A]aring (declaring) decla[A7]ring (declaring)
decl[D]aring that you're body's really you (really really really really)
[C]I loved you when our love was blessed
I love you now there's nothing left
but s[G]orrow and a s[B7]ense of overt[Em]ime
and I m[D]iss you since the place got wrecked
but I just don't care what happens next
l[C]ooks like freedom but it feels like death
it's something in between, I guess
it's Cl[G]osing Time
Yeah. I m[C]iss you since the place got wrecked
by the winds of change and the weeds of sex
lo[G]oks like freedom but it f[B7]eels like death
it's so[Em]mething in betwe[C]en, I guess
it's Clo[G]sing Time [D]
Yeah, we're dr[G]inking and we're dancing
but there's nothing really happening and
The p[Em]lace is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night
And my v[Bm]ery close companion
gets me fumbling gets me laughing
she's a [Em]hundred but she's wearing something tight
And I l[C]ift my glass to the Awful Truth
which you can't reveal to the ears of youth
exc[G]ept to say it [B7]isn't worth a [Em]dime
And the wh[D]ole damn place goes crazy twice
and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ
but the B[C]oss don't like these dizzy heights
we're busted in the blinding lights
of Cl[G]osing Time
The wh[C]ole damn place goes crazy twice
and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ
but the B[G]oss don't like these d[B7]izzy heights
we're b[Em]usted in the bl[C]inding lights
(busted in the blinding lights)
busted in the blinding lights
of Cl[G]osing Time, Cl[D]osing Time
Oh, the w[G]omen tear their blouses off
and the men they dance on the polka dots, it's Cl[D]osing Time
And it's p[G]artner found, and it's partner lost
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops
it's C[D]losing Time
I sw[G]ear it happned just like this:
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, it's Cl[D]osing Time
The g[G]ates of love they budged an inch
I can't say much has happened since but C[D]losing Time
I l[G]oved you when our love was blessed
I love you now, there's nothing left but Cl[D]osing Time
And I m[G]issed you since our place gor wrecked
by the winds of change and the weeds of sex, it's Cl[D]osing Time
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