Tom: Am
A
So long to silent movies
D
To quiet dances on a screen
A
So long to burning slowly
D
Smelling sweat and kerosene
E E7
And all the actors on the stage are rolling cigarettes
E A
And whispering so low
E E7 E A
Call my parents up, tell them I’m not coming home
A
So long to silent movies
D
To waking early, staying late
A
I think I’ll head on down to Reno
D
Try my hand at real-estate
E D
And I’ll fix up a Cadillac and find a girl who
A
Likes to dance so slow
E D A
Call my parents up, tell them I’m already home
D A
But I swear I’ve seen my share of black and white
D A
And I swear this screen, it never tells the story right
A
So long to silent movies
D
To all the talking in between
A
Cleaning dust off of the press-box
D
And fixing broken tape machines
E
Wasn’t much of an actor, was I?
D A
I ain’t much of anything at all
E D
But I can’t see those marquee lights
A
that are hanging on the wall
D A
But I swear I’ve seen my share of black and white
D A
And I swear this screen, it never tells the story right
A
So I ain’t ever gonna talk again
I ain’t ever gonna talk again
Am D
No, no
A
So I ain't ever gonna talk again
A
I aint ever gonna talk again
Em. G
No, no.
A
I aint ever gonna talk again
A
I aint ever gonna talk again
Em. D
No, no
