Tom: Am
F - 133211
G - 355433
E - 022100
A – x02220
D – xx0232
C – x32010
VERSE 1:
F G E A
Okay, fine, even the sky looks like wine,
F D
And everywhere I turn there’s
F G E A
A new face in town, stuck inside the well –
F D
Fresh hells to attend to...
CHORUS: (play with following RIFF in background:)
F C F C
E|8-7-5-3-|--------| 0h1-0---|--------|
B|--------|----1---|--------|----1---|
G|--------| 0h2-----|--------|0h2-----|
D|--------|--------|--------|--------|
A|--------|--------|--------|--------|
E|--------|--------|--------|--------|
F C F C
Blue Flower / Blue Flame –
F C F F
A woman by another name is not a woman.
VERSE 2:
F G E A
Don't know why, don't know when,
F D
a cathedral sick of the sky again says to it –
F G E A
"Oh, please not now! Will you just look at the time - it's standing still!”
F D
Somewhere applause falls dead on the hillside...
CHORUS:
F C F C
Blue Flower / Blue Flame – a woman by another name is not a woman.
F C
I’ll tell you what I mean by that.
F C G F
Maybe not in seconds flat, maybe not today...
BRIDGE:
G E F
E F
G G F (strum muted strings) G G F (strum muted strings) G G
G O: (play on acoustic piano in octaves; play over VERSE 1 chords)
F G E A F D
E|0-1-3-0-|--1-3---|--------|--------|--------|--------|
B|--------|------0-|--1-3-0-| 2-0-----|--------|--------|
G|--------|--------|--------|----2---|--------|--------|
D|--------|--------|--------|------2-| 0----2-0|4-------|
A|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|
E|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|
F G E A F D
E|0-1-3-5-|--0-1---|--------|--------|--------|--------|
B|--------|------0-|--1-3-0-| 2-0-----|--------|--------|
G|--------|--------|--------|----2---|--------|--------|
D|--------|--------|--------|------2-| 0----2-0|--------|
A|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------| 0-------|
E|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|
CHORUS:
F C F C
Blue Flower / Blue Flame – a woman by another name is not a woman.
F C
I’ll tell you what I mean by that.
F C
Maybe not in seconds flat, maybe never.
F C F
A gray ashen sadness rises like the sun, oh well.
C F C F C
It was time I decided to try this hotel: her world...
F C F C
CHORUS:
F C F C
(Tulip has an inner animal, she’s in it for a good time.
F C F C
I was on the outs for a while but now things are all right.
F C F C
I gave you a flower because foxes travel light
F C
And a penny for your thoughts was never enough –
F C
Your head gets filled with that stuff
F C F C
Your head gets filled with that stuff...)
