All Young Ladies

	  		
Intro: E  Asus2  E  Asus2   E  Asus2  E  Asus2 

verse 1 
                E              Asus2 
I swore I could  hear  the call 
                E              Asus2 
Clear  to  the  end of the mall 
A    G#m         F#m           E              Bsus 
 She blew like a wrecking ball right thru the promenade 
                    E            Asus2 
She turned twenty - one that fall 
                    E            Asus2 
She brought her own alcohol 
    A         G#m        F#m        E          Bsus 
She shook off all the confetti and danced on a Chevrolet 

 
Asus2   Bsus         C#m7   Bsus Asus2 
 Do all young ladies lie? 
Asus2  Bsus              C#m7                Asus2 
  Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite 
E       Bsus         C#m7  Asus2 
 Do all young ladies lie? 
E       Bsus         C#m7  Bsus 
 Do all young ladies lie? 


verse 2 
              E              Asus2 
A friend of a friend of mine 
              E              Asus2 
An  indian  summer  night 
  A           G#m           F#m       E 
A thin little wind whistled in on the fenders 
   Bsus 
of minivans from out of state 
                  E              Asus2 
   Blame  it  on  berry   vines 
                  E              Asus2 
In the shade of a stand of pines 
A         G#m        F#m           E 
 Blame it all on the wine skin she hid 
       Bsus 
in her boot at the gate 

 
Asus2   Bsus         C#m7   Bsus Asus2 
 Do all young ladies lie? 
Asus2  Bsus              C#m7                Asus2 
  Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite 
E       Bsus         C#m7  Asus2 
 Do all young ladies lie? 
E       Bsus         C#m7  Bsus 
 Do all young ladies lie? 


Interlude 
E  Asus2 Bsus Asus2    E Asus2 Bsus Asus2   Bsus 

verse 3 
                 E              Asus2 
It was cider and cinnamon tea 
                 E              Asus2 
And  grass  on a golden knee 
       A         G#m        F#m        E 
It was flannel & clean hair drying out there 
       Bsus 
in the autumn sun 
                E              Asus2 
I swore I could taste the heat 
                E              Asus2 
Of a thousand eternities 
A  G#m          F#m    E           Bsus 
   Mingled with watery beer on her swirling tongue 


Asus2    Bsus         C#m7   Bsus Asus2 
  Do all young lovers lie? 
Asus2  Bsus              C#m7                Asus2 
  Our ghosts R damned to walk these hallways nite on nite 
Asus2    Bsus         C#m7   Asus2 
  Do all young lovers lie? 
E        Bsus         C#m7   Asus2 
  Do all young lovers lie? 
E        Bsus         C#m7   Asus2 
  Do all young lovers lie? 
E        Bsus         C#m7   Asus2 
  Do all young lovers lie? 


Outro 
E  Asus2  E  Asus2   E  Asus2  E  Asus2 
A  G#m    F#m   E   Bsus