Freedy Johnston - This Perfect World Chords & Tabs

 

This Perfect World Chords & Tabs

Freedy Johnston Chords & Tabs

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This Perfect World Chords

   
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From: "Norman P. B. Joseph" 
Subject: Correction to "Bad Reputation" Freedy Johnston

Someone pointed out a lyric mistake in my original post.  I posted a
correction, but didn't see the correction make it to any of the mirrors.  So
I'm dropping this note.  I've also added chords to the rest of the lyrics to
make it easier for some to follow.  Enjoy.

        Bad Reputation - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)

(1st verse:)
 Em
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        I    know    I  got  a  bad     repu  - ta   -  tion

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        and it  isn't   just    talk,   talk,   talk.

 Am                              C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        If     I  could only    give    you     every - thing

 Em                              D               C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
    you know  I haven't          got...

 Em
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        I    couldn't   have    one     conver -sa   -  tion

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        if it   wasn't  for the lies,   lies,   lies

 Am                              C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        And   still   I wanna   tell    you     every - thing

 Em                              D      (Refrain:)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        `till I close  my        eyes.  Sudden -ly       I'm

 G               C               D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
on     the     street,          seven   years   dis  -  ap  -

 G               C               D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
pear    be  -   low      my      feet.   Been    break - in'

 Em                              Am7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
down.   Do you  want me         now?    Do you  want me

 D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
now?                            Sudden - ly  I'm down in

 G               C               D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
Herald           Square.         Lookin' in the crowd   your

 G               C               D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
face is         ever  - y   -   where.  Been    turn  - in'

 Em                              Am7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
`round. Do you  want me         now?    Do you  want  me

 D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
now?

 Em                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
(solo)

 Am7                             C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
(solo)

 D7                              D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
(solo)


(2nd verse:)

Em
Don't try to be an inspiration.
G
Just waistin' your time, time, time.
Am                 C
You know about the best I'll ever be
Em               D    C
I see it in your eyes.

Em
I know I got a bad reputation
G
and it isn't just talk, talk, talk.
Am              C
If I could only give you everything
Em                 D
you know I haven't got.

(Refrain:)
             G      C
Suddenly I'm on the street.
D7               G      C      D7
Seven years disappear below my feet.
              Em
Been breakin' down.
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

                 G      C
Suddenly I'm in another place.
D7                     G       C        D7
Lookin' in the crowd I think I see your face.
              Em
Been turnin' `round.
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

             Em
(down, down, down)
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

             Em
(down, down, down)
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

                     G         C
Don't you think I've heard the talk?
D7                G       C      D7
Nobody's going to tell me who to love.
              Em
Been breakin' down.
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

                     G      C
Suddenly I'm down in Herald Square.
D7                        G       C    D7
Lookin' in the crowd your face is everywhere.
              Em
Just turnin' `round.
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

              Em
Been breakin' down.
               Am7
Do you want me now?
               D7
Do you want me now?

I'm just breakin
Em          Am7         D7
down, down, down, down.

Been breakin'
Em          Am7         D7
down, down, down, down. (Repeats and fades)

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)

Here's cut #2:

        Evie's Tears - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


(intro)
 A               E               B7              E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 A               E               B7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

(1st verse)
 A               E               B7              E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        In  the  middle  of     her     con  -  fes  -  sion,

 A               E               B7              E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        he comes over  and       pulls   her     hair.

 A               E               B7              E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        I  wake  up,             she     is      crying.

 A               E               B7              E      (chorus)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 I       guess   he      was     here    a   -   gain.   Evie's

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 tears                      are  ne  -  ver      gon  -  na

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 dry.                            E   -  vie's    sec - ret

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 tears                           burn    this    bed     she

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 comes   to      on  -   ly      when    its     right.
                                                (night? light?)

(2nd verse)
A  E        B7     E
We met in a lonely summer,

A      E         B7  E
two survivors of paradise.

A       E        B7      E
She ran off when I first touched her.

A       E        B7    E
Now she wakes me every night.


(chorus)
       C#m7      A     B     C#m7
Evie's tears are never gonna dry.

A      B      C#m7
Evie's secret tears

A         B       C#m7          A        B
burn this bed she comes to only when its right.


(1st bridge)
 A                               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Faith - less    girl,           you've  been    dreamin'.

 E                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Star - ing      up,     your    face  is      white   with

 A                               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 fear.  O   -    K,              now     I'm     list - nin'.

 E                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|---------|
 You're  not     mine    and     he's    not     here-------------|


(solo for chorus)
 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                 Now     I'm     list - nin'.

 C#m7                            A               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|---------|
 You're  not     mine    and     he's    not     here-------------|


(3rd verse)
A      E         B7     E
In the middle of Evie's garden,

A    E      B7   E
in a simple iron chair.

A      E           B7     E
Wind's blowin' and she is singin'.

A        E       B7   E
Begs the moon to disappear.


(chorus)
       C#m7      A     B     C#m7
Evie's tears are never gonna dry.

A      B      C#m7
Evie's guilty tears

A         B       C#m7          A        B
burn this bed she comes to only when its right.

C#m7   A  B      C#m7   A  B      C#m7
Tears.    Evie's tears.    Evie's tears,

A         B       C#m7          A        B
burn this bed she comes to only when its light.


(2nd bridge)
A              B
Catholic girl, you've been dreamin'.

E                A
Staring up, your face is white with fear.

A   B
OK, now I'm listnin'.

E                   B            (fades out...)
You're not mine and he's not here.

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:16 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 10:55:02 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 3/12


Here's cut #3:

        Can't Sink This Town - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


(intro)
 E               F#m             Bm              D
1-------2-------3-------4-------1-------2-------3-------4-------|

 E               F#m             Bm              D (hold for count)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(one..., two..., three..., four...)
(solo over verse)
 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
            A    bare  - foot    whore

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 walk - in'      by      a       fa  -   mous    clock.

 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
            A -  gainst  her     door,

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 wait  - ing     for     the     chimes  to      stop.


(chorus)
 E                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Can't   sink    this    town.

 E                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Pull the gates  and     bring   it      down.

 E                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         I'd     glad -  ly      drown         -         than

 E               F#m             Bm              D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 let     you     leave   me      lone  - ly.


(2nd verse)
A  E        B7     E
She pulled the cord.

A      E         B7  E
On a night like this she never works.

A       E        B7      E
I said no more.

A       E        B7    E
Do I think I'm understood with her?


(chorus)
E               D
Can't sink this town.

E                  D
Pull the gates and bring it down.

E          D
I'd gladly drown

     E       F#m      Bm      D
than let you leave me lonely.

 E                D
I can't sink this town.

E             D
Lookin' back across the sea.

E          D
I'd gladly drown.

  E           F#m           Bm      D    E    F#m    Bm     D
I thought you said you were lonely?


(solo over verse)
 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(3rd verse)
F#m      Bm
Tell you what,

     E              Bm
is a broken promise cheap enough?

F#m        Bm
It's all I got.

E             Bm
Looks so sad, talks to tough.


(chorus)
E               D
Can't sink this town.

E                  D
Pull the gates and bring it down.

E          D
I'd gladly drown

     E       F#m      Bm      D
than let you leave me lonely.

 E                D
I can't sink this town.

E             D
Lookin' back across the sea.

E          D
I'd gladly drown

  E           F#m           Bm      D    E    F#m    Bm     D
I thought you said you were lonely?

  E           F#m           Bm      D    E    F#m    Bm     D
I thought you said you were lonely?

  E           F#m           Bm      D
I thought you said you were lonely?

(solo over verse)
 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 E                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 F#m                             Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 E                               Bm (hold & fade...)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:17 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 10:56:35 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 4/12


Here's cut #4:

        This Perfect World - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)

You might want to try a capo on the 4th fret and use the following
shapes instead of barring:

     open Am for C#m
     open Dm for F#m
     open E7 for G#7
     open C  for E
	  F  for A
          G  for B

This seems to sound closest to the record.  Or, you could practice
your barring technique :-). Or you could just find the chords without
a capo, but the sound won't be -quite- right, especially for the intro
arpeggios.  But, hey, fool around: you're here to learn!

Try these chords (who knows what their -real- names are?):

(intro)
   F#m+6              G#7+4               G#7
x-x-+-+-+-+ IV     +-+-+-+-+-+ IV     +-+-+-+-+-+ IV
| | 1 - 1 - barre  1 - 1 - 1 1 barre  1 - 1 - 1 1 barre
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+
| | | | | 2        | | | | | |        | | | 2 | |
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+
| | | 3 | |        | 3 | 4 | |        | 3 | | | |
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+

(verses)
   C#m                 F#m                G#7
x-x-+-+-+-+ IV     +-+-+-+-+-+ IV     +-+-+-+-+-+ IV
| 1 - - - 1 barre  | 1 - - - - barre  1 - 1 - 1 1 barre
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+
| | | | 2 |        | | | | | 2        | | | 2 | |
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+
| | 3 4 | |        | | | 3 | |        | 3 | | | |
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+
                   | | | | 4 |
                   +-+-+-+-+-+

(intro arpeggio)
 F#m+6
1-------2-------3-------4-------1-------2-------3-------4-------|

 F#m+6                           G#7+4           G#7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 C#m                             F#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
   You  ought to see     your    face.

 G#7                             C#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
   You  ought to hear    your    voice.

 F#m                             G#7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Last    time            I       was     here    I

 C#m                             F#m             G#7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 would - n't     turn    a   -   round.

 C#m                             F#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
   You  ought to lock    that    door.

 G#7                             C#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
  Some - body    might   get     in.

 F#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Didn't  I               teach   you     tha     -

 G#7+4                  (chorus) E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 -       -       t?      This    per -fect       world.

 A                               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         So      blue    I       Can't   be  -   gin     to

 A                               E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 say.                    This    per -fect       world.

 A                               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         I       know    I       ne  -   ver     should  have

 A                               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 gone    a   -   wa  -   y.

 A                               B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 But     I       still   de  -   serve   to

 A                               F#m+6
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 say     good  - bye     no      matt -  er      what  I've

 G#7+4                           C#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 do      -       -       -       ne.                     No

 C#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 matt -  er      what  I've

 F#m+6 (intro arpeggio)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 done.

 F#m+6                           G#7+4           G#7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

(2nd verse)
C#m               F#m
I see her in your face.

G#7                C#m
I hear her in your voice.

F#m       G#7               C#m              F#m   G#7
Last time I was here they'd found her in the lake.

C#m                 F#m
You ought to see my scars.

G#7                   C#m
You think I'm made of stone.

F#m                       G#7+4
Didn't you tell me that--?


(chorus)
     E             A           B              A
This perfect world.  So blue I can't begin to say.

     E             A               B              A         B    A
This perfect world.  They say that soon I will be gone away.

      B                A              F#m+6            G#7+4  G#7
But I still deserve to say goodbye no matter what I've done.

     E             A           B              A
This perfect world.

     E             A           B              A
This perfect world.

         B                A             B     A
Now I've come around it's far too late.

          B                A            B     A
And these pills won't even let me cry.

       B              A                 B     A
No one knows you even when your gone.

      B                A              F#m+6            G#7+4  G#7   C#m
But I still deserve to say goodbye no matter what I've done    -      -.

                    F#m+6 (intro arpeggio)               G#7+4           G#7
No matter what I've done.


(3rd verse)
C#m                   F#m
You ought to see your face.

G#7                    C#m
You ought to hear your voice.

F#m                 G#7+4  G#7   C#m
Lock this after me    -     -     -.

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:17 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 10:57:46 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 5/12Here's cut #5:


        Cold Again - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)

Sorry, I didn't have the patience to figure out the chords he's using
in this song, so I'll post the unadorned lyrics instead, and hope that
someone a little more talented can match up the right chords.


(intro)

(1st verse)
When I woke up, I was already evicted.
And when you say lie, do you think I believe anything?

(chorus)
Cold again, cold again, walkin' over Brooklyn Bridge.
Cold again, cold again, hey Miss Liberty where have you been?

(2nd verse)
When you walked up, I was lookin' at the wrong ___.
And now I'm locked out, I will be back in familiar spots.

(chorus)
Cold again, cold again, back alone before the end.
Cold again, cold again, do you really think I'd turn you in?
Cold again, cold again, walkin' over Brooklyn Bridge.
Cold again, cold again, hey Miss Liberty where have you been?


Keywords:

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:17 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 10:59:08 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 6/12


Here's cut #6:

        Two Lovers - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)

The "C+" chord below (I don't know what the proper name is) is an open C
chord with G on the top and an added A.  This is how I finger it:

	    C+
	X===X======
	| | | | 1 |
	+-+-+-+-+-+
	| | | 2 | |
	+-+-+-+-+-+
	| 3 | | | 4
	+-+-+-+-+-+

I dunno, sounds pretty close to me.  Corrections always welcome.


(intro)
 G                               Bm
1-------2-------3-------4-------1-------2-------3-------4-------|

 Em                              C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 G                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 Em                              C               C+ (hold)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 G                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 Lovers          cry,             one last

 Em                              C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 kiss    by the  edge    then       hand   in    hand.

 G                               Bm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Two     lovers          stop their      hearts,

 Em                              C               C+ (hold)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Bet  -  ter     than    to      be      a   -   part.


|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                     They  had

 D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 run     from her father to the  high -  est     bri  -  dge.

 D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


 D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Hold  - ing to- gether  as      they    jumped  i   -   n.

 D               D7                              C+
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(2nd verse)
G      Bm         Em                      C
Lovers fly on the hill where they once lay side by side.

G          Bm                 Em             C       C+
Two lovers stop their hearts, better than to be apart.


(solo, follows intro chords)
G      Bm      Em      C
G      Bm      Em      C  C+


        D
She was rich, he was common, but she wouldn't say no.

D
Lying together on the rocks below.

         D
They had run from her father to the highest bridge.

D                                    D7   C+
Holding together as they jumped in.

[ Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/f/freedy_johnston/this_perfect_world_crd.html ]
(3rd verse)
G      Bm             Em                    C
Lovers cry.  One last kiss by the edge, then hand in hand.

G          Bm                 Em             C        C+
Two lovers stop their hearts, better than to be apart.

G      Bm           Em           C
Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.

G      Bm           Em           C
Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.

G      Bm           Em           C
Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.

G      Bm           Em           C   C+ (hold)
Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.  Lovers cry.

--
                                                                   ~  ~
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 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:18 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:01:09 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 7/12


Here's cut #7:

        Across The Avenue - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


(intro)
 A7                                              G
1-------2-------3-------4-------1-------2-------3-------4-------|

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
   Though you've gone    a   -   wa      -       -       y,

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         I       play    your    favo -  rite    songs.

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
      In  the    blue    and     go      -       -       ld,

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         with    your    dark    glass - es      on.


(chorus)
 D                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
       I         al  -   ways    think   I       see     you

 G                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         a   -   cross   the     a - ven  -  ue.

 D                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Walk -  in'     by      where   I       lost    you.

 G                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         It's    all     I       e   -   ver     do.


(2nd verse)
 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
   You    just   walked  a   -   wa      -       -       y.

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
        "We'll   meet    to  -   night." "O  -   K."

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
  Go  -  in' a - gainst  the     li      -       -       ght.

 A7                                              G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Run     down    in      front   of      me.

 D                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
       I         al  -   ways    think   I       see     you

 G                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         a   -   cross   the     a   -   ven  -  ue.

 D                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         Some    day     I'll    come    to      meet    you

 G                               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 on      the     o   -   ther    side.       A -

 F
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 cross   the  A - ven -  ue.

 F                               G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                                             A -

 F
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 cross   the  A - ven -  ue.

 F                               G               A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


|-------|-------|

(solo)
A7  /  /  /  /  /  G  /

A7  /  /  /  /  /  G  /


(3rd verse)
A7                    G  A7                    G
Though you've gone away, I wear your favorite shirt.

A7                G A7               G
Sitting in the sun, by the library lion.


(chorus)
D        A              G           A
I always think I see you across the avenue.

D            A               G       A
Someday I'll come to meet you on the other side.

 F                           G
Across the avenue.

 F                           G
Across the avenue.

 F                           G
Across the avenue.

 F                           G
Across the avenue.

(repeates and fades)

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:19 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:02:21 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 8/12


Here's cut #8:

        Gone Like The Water - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


                                 G
                                |-------2-------3-------4-------|
                                                            A

 G
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|
 red     suit -  case    she'll  ne  -  ver      miss,

 D                                               G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 lea -  ther     coat    he      used to         wear.

 G
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|
 Think-in'       tough,          look-in'        tired,  with

 D                                               G       (chorus)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 momm - a's      money   and     dadd - y's      ring.   He's

 F                               C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Go - ne         like       the  wa - ter        down    to

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 N       -       Y       -       C.

 F                               C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Sleep-in'       on          the Eight-O    -    Two     a  -

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 long    this    river           runn-in'        down.   He's

 F                               C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Go - ne         like       the  wa - ter        down    the

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 de      -       pot             drai    -       -       n.

 F                               C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Dis  -  a  -  pear  - in'       in      the       city.

 D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(2nd verse)
G                            D                    G
Twenty-four and goin' pale.  Growin' out, cuttin' back.

G                                 D                         G
Drew a face on a ticket stub with momma's hands and daddy's pen.


(chorus)
     F             C             G
He's gone like the water down to NYC.

F               C            G
Sleepin' on the Eight-O-Two along this river runnin' down.

     F             C              G
He's gone like the water down the depot drain.

F             C            D7       G
Dissappearing in the city.


(solo on verse & chorus)


(3rd verse)
G                              D                          G
Talk all night, cook all day.  Lookin' for a new place to stay.

G                                D                         G
Thinkin' hard, lookin' bad, with momma's dollar in daddy's coat.


(chorus)
     F             C             G
He's gone like the water down to NYC.

F               C            G
Sleepin' on the Eight-O-Two along this river runnin' down.

     F             C              G
He's gone like the water down the depot drain.

F             C            D7       G
Dissappearing in the city.


--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:19 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:03:29 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 9/12


Here's cut #9:

        Delores - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


As best I can tell, this tune is really played a half step lower than
I've tabbed it here, that is, in Gb (F#?) rather than G.  Adjust
accordingly, if so inclined.


(intro)
 G               D               C               D
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|

 G               D               C               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                                            De -

(1st verse)
 G               D               C               D
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|
 lores   was her middle  name.                             She'd

 G               D               C               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 read the book & every - thing.

 G               D               C               D
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|
 Now I   know how old    I     am.

 G               D               C               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Have you ever  seen that film?

 C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Talkin' to  a   ho  -   tel     mirror with my  glasses

 D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 off.

 C
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Now     you     know    just    what    he's    cryin'   about.

 D                               D7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

(2nd verse)
  G             D            C            D
Delores was her middle name.

G               D            C            D
Dangling from a silver chain.

G                    D              C             D
Where'd you learn to talk that way?

G                 D               C             D
I look like James Mason's ghost.

C                                              D
Talking to a friend after school but you don't see

C                                  D    D7
that she's really lookin' right at me.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.


(solo on verse)
G  /  D  /  C  /  D  /
G  /  D  /  C  /  D  /


(3rd verse)
  G             D              C         D
Delores was her middle name.

    G                D            C         D
And now her mother's wonderin',

    G              D              C         D
"If I could see my wrinkled face."

G                D              C         D
Paint her lovely toenails red.

C                                          D
Writin' all my problems in a secret little book.

C                                   D
Now I know just what he should have done.

C                                    D
Talkin' to me like I'm just a little late.

C                                   D        D7
Now you know just what he's talkin' about--.

(solo)
C  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  D  /  /  /  /  /  /  /
C  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  D  /  /  /  D7 /  /  /

  G             D           C       D
Delores was her middle name.

  G             D           C       D
Delores was her middle name.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.

G  /  D  /  C  /  /  /  D  /  /  /  G (hold)

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:20 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:04:51 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 10/12


Here's cut #10:

        Evie's Garden - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)

Try fingerpicking these chord shapes for the intro and verse:

(intro)
     G                  D             open A,  open D
X------------------------------|X-+-+-+-+ III    X-X-+-+-+-+ II
| | | | 1-1 barre  | | | 1---1-| barre
+-+-+-+-+----------------------|        +-+-+-+-+-+
| | | 2 | |        | | | | 2 |
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+
| | 3 | | |        | | 3 | | |
+-+-+-+-+-+        +-+-+-+-+-+

(intro)
 G                               D
|-------&-------2-------&-------3-------&-------4-------&-------|

 A                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 G                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 A7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 G                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 In      the     mid  -  dle     of

 A                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 E   -   vie'    -       s       gar     -       den

 G                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 was     a       rock            she     could

 A                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 ne  -   ver             move.

 G                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 Worn    a   -   way             by      a

 A                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 faith - ful             ha  -   nd      'till

 G                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 no      -       one             knows           the

 A                               D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 date.


(chorus)
 Bm                              A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 Bring           back            the

 G                               F#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 rain,                           we'll go

 Em                              D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 walkin'.                        Mmm -   mmm     -       -

 A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 mmm -- .

 Bm                              A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                 Bring           back            the

 G                               F#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 wind                            like            you

 Em                              D
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 do.                             Mmm -   mmm     -       -

 A7
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 mmm -- .


(2nd verse)
G      D          A      D
Of the flowers in Evie's garden

G         D        A      D
one would never go out of bloom.

G       D      A        D
Planted over a well, forgotten.

G      D      A      D
Opened by the moon.


(chorus)
Bm    A        G       F#m   Em       D       A
Bring back the rain we'll go walkin'  Mmm mmm mmm.

Bm    A        G    F#m      Em    D       A
Bring back the wind like you do.   Mmm mmm mmm.

Bm    A        G       F#m    Em       D       A
Bring back the rain to Evie's garden.  Mmm mmm mmm.

Bm  A      G    F#m     Em      D      A7
I'm at the gate looking through.


(3rd verse)
G      D         A      D
In the middle of Evie's garden

G     D              A     D
was a rock she could never move.

G      D           A           D
Nearly buried in a night bloom angle.

G        D         A        D
Pale and smooth as skin.

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:22 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:06:25 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 11/12


Here's cut #11:

        Disappointed Man - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


(intro)
 Dm
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 Dm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 G                               Am
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 Dm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Did     you     take    your    mother's        name    so

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 you  could      sleep more      eas  -  i   -  ly?

 Am
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         She     took  you       back  too       late    and

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 now     you     ne - ver        e   -   ven     call.

 Dm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 Did     you     take    that    mon - ey        drawer  while

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 she     was     praying?

 Am
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
         They    said    you     dis - ap   -    peared

 G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 just    like    wa  -   ter     down    a       drain.


(chorus)
 Dm           Dm+F       G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                 Why'd   you     call    me?

 Am           Am+C       Dm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                 Must    be      bad.

 Dm           Dm+F       G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                 Dis  -  ap   -  point - ed

 Am           Am+C       Dm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 man.                            Where've you    been?

 Dm           Dm+F       G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                 Hide    your -  self    so

 Am           Am+C       Dm
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 well                            in      this    city.

 Dm           Dm+F       G
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                 Dis  -  ap   -  point - ed

 Am           Am+C       Dm (hold for count)
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 man.

Dm  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  G  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

Dm  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  G  /  /  /  Am /  /  /


(2nd verse)
Dm                                 G
Did you sell your father's ring so you could stay one more night?

Am                          G
It shone like his glass eye in the worn, velvet case.

Dm                                G
Did you fill this hired room with guilty words?

Am                     G
Your white piano hands flutter like poisoned birds.


(chorus)
Dm   Dm+F   G                       Am   Am+C   Dm
               Why'd you call me?                  Must be bad.

Dm   Dm+F   G                       Am   Am+C   Dm
               Disappointed man                    where've you been?

Dm   Dm+F   G                       Am   Am+C   Dm
               Hide yourself so     well           in this city.

Dm   Dm+F   G                       Am   Am+C   Dm
               Disappointed man                    where've you been?

Dm   Dm+F   G                       Am   Am+C   Dm
               Disappointed man                    where've you been?

Dm   Dm+F   G                       Am   Am+C   Dm (hold)
               Disappointed man.

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA

From rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature Mon Apr 24 18:21:22 1995
From: joseph@sgi50.ctc.com (Norman P. B. Joseph)
Date: 24 Apr 1995 11:07:30 -0400
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature
Subject: CRD: Freedy Johnston: This Perfect World, 12/12


Here's cut #12:

        I Can Hear The Laughs - Freedy Johnston
        From "This Perfect World"
                - tabbed by Norman Joseph (joseph@ctc.com)
                (no warrantees expressed or implied - have fun)


(intro)
 E               G#m             B
|-------2-------3-------4-------|-------2-------3-------4-------|

 E               G#m             B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 F#m                             A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

 C#m                             A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


(1st verse)
 E               G#m             B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 You   can       really          fall,                   wake

 E               G#m             B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 up      in a    ruined          house,

 F#m                             A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 wrapped up      in  a           torn -  down    curtain.

 C#m                             A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
                                                           And

 E               G#m             B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 when  I         get  to         Hell                    will the

 E               G#m             B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 love  - ly      girls   come    down                    to the

 F#m                             A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 banks           of      that    red     red     river?

 C#m                             A
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|

(chorus)
 B                               E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 I       can     hear    the     laughs          when  they

 B                               E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 find    I've    fall  - en      down    a   -   gain.

 A                               G#m
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


 B
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|


 B                               E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 I       can     hear    the     laughs          and it

 B                               E
|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|
 hurts   so      bad     I       have    to      smi  -  le.

A  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

A  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

A  /  /  /  B  /  /  /


(2nd verse)
E       G#m    B
You can take a lot.

E        G#m   B
Put back not a thing.

F#m             A                 C#m         A
Still come home lookin' thinner.

    E      G#m    B
And when I get to Oz,

         E      G#m        B
will the lovely witch come down

    F#m           A              C#m         A
and kiss my pale, bleeding brow?


(chorus)
B              E
I can hear the laughs when they

B                E
find I've fallen down again.

A  /  /  /  G#m  /  /  /

B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

B              E
I can hear the laughs and it

B              E
hurts so bad I have to smile.

A  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

A  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

A  /  /  /  /  /  /  /  B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /


(chords repeat and fade out)
A  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

A  /  /  /  G#m  /  /  /

B  /  /  /  /  /  /  /

--
                                                                   ~  ~
 Norman Joseph, Systems Administrator       joseph@ctc.com        IC|XC
 Concurrent Technologies Corporation         814/269.2633         --+--
                                                                  NI|KA
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