Leonard Cohen - Closing Time

Ah, we're ^Gdrinking and we're dancing And the band is really happening And the ^EmJohnny Walker wisdom running high And my ^Bmvery sweet companion She's the Angel of Compassion And she's ^Emrubbing half the world against her thigh And every ^Cdrinker, every dancer Lifts a happy face to thank her And the ^Gfiddler fiddles ^B7something so sub^Emlime

All the ^Dwomen tear their blouses off The men they dance on the polka dots And it's ^Cpartner found and it's partner lost And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's ^Gclosing time Yeah, the ^Cwomen tear their blouses off The men they dance on the polka dots And it's ^Gpartner found and it's ^B7partner lost And it's ^Emhell to pay when the ^Cfiddler stops It's ^Gclosing time ^D

We're ^Glonely, we're romantic And the cider's laced with acid And the ^EmHoly Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?" And the ^Bmmoon is swimming naked And the summer night is fragrant With a ^Emmighty expectation of relief

So we ^Cstruggle and we stagger Down the snakes and up the ladder To the ^Gtower where the ^B7blessed hours ^Emchime And I ^Dswear it happened just like this: A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss The ^CGates of Love they budged an inch I can't say much has happened since But ^Gclosing time I ^Cswear it happned just like this: A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss The ^GGates of Love they ^B7budged an inch I ^Emcan't say much has ^Chappened since (can't say much has happned since, can't say much has happened since) But ^Gclosing time, ^Dclosing time

I ^Emloved you for your beauty But that doesn't make a fool of me ^BmYou were in it for your beauty too And I ^Emloved you for your body There's a voice that sounds like God to me ^ADeclaring (declaring) declaring (^A7declaring) ^DDeclaring that you're body's really you (really really really really) I ^Cloved you when our love was blessed I love you now there's nothing left But ^Gsorrow and a ^B7sense of over^Emtime

And I ^Dmiss you since the place got wrecked But I just don't care what happens next ^CLooks like freedom but it feels like death It's something in between, I guess It's ^Gclosing time Yeah. I ^Cmiss you since the place got wrecked by the winds of change and the weeds of sex ^Glooks like freedom but it ^B7feels like death it's ^Emsomething in be^Ctween, I guess it's ^Gclosing time^D

Yeah, we're ^Gdrinking and we're dancing But there's nothing really happening The ^Emplace is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my ^Bmvery close companion Gets me fumbing gets me laughing She's a ^Emhundred but she's wearing something tight

And I ^Clift my glass to the Awful Truth Which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth Ex^Gcept to say it ^B7isn't worth a ^Emdime And the ^Dwhole damn place goes crazy twice And it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ But the ^CBoss don't like these dizzy heights We're busted in the blinding lights Of ^Gclosing time The ^Cwhole damn place goes crazy twice And it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ But the ^GBoss don't like these ^B7dizzy heights We're ^Embusted in the ^Cblinding lights (busted in the blinding lights) Busted in the blinding lights Of ^Gclosing time, ^Dclosing time

Oh, the ^Gwomen tear their blouses off And the men they dance on the polka dots, It's ^Dclosing time And it's ^Gpartner found, and it's partner lost And it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops It's ^Dclosing time I ^Gswear it happned just like this: A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, It's ^Dclosing time The ^Ggates of love they budged an inch I can't say much has happned since But ^Dclosing time I ^Gloved you when our love was blessed I love you now, there's nothing left But ^Dclosing time And I ^Gmissed you since our place gor wrecked By the winds of change and the weeds of sex, It's ^Dclosing time