Nostalgia Blues

	  		The picking/strum pattern is probably the toughest thing 
about this song. I kind of just try to do some odd 
combination of strumming & picking during the verses 
& Choruses, then just strumming for the bridges. 
Have fun with it (but not too much). 


Intro: F C F C 
       F C C/B Am 
       F G 

verse 1 
F                            C 
    See you still haven't quit smoking 
        F                                  C 
Is that really all that you can think to say? 
    F                                  C C/B     Am  
I remember your bedsheets smudged with ashes and burns 
         F                                    G 
When you stayed up all night reading The Brothers K 

F                               C 
    I know nostalgia's a Southall waitress 
       F                              C 
Saving nickels for a rainy day far removed 
        F                               C     C/B Am 
Still I can't ever remember seeing your tongue so tied 
       F                 G 
Or your hands shake so loose 

Bridge 1 
F                                G 
    Yes, everyone wants to believe their time was special, Nick 
        Am                       F 
See the dish run away with the spoon 

 
                 C 
Then they settle down 
                G 
And they settle in 
                   Am                             F 
And they curse the night for givin' them all those sweet dreams 
         C                                G 
All those sweet dreams, they bartered and sold 
          F   C 
So long ago 



verse 2 
F                           C 
    Coachie was wise to get out when he did 
              F                   C 
And hitch his pony to an actual star 
           F                      C     C/B     Am 
You know, he's playing the Sydney Opera House tonight 
                 F                                  G 
Aren't y'all still sleeping on strangers' wooden floors, yes 

F                                     C 
    How'd you get that iceberg way up on your shoulder, Jim? 
        F                              C 
Can't we force our old demons into a truce? 
   F                           C C/B  Am 
No, I'm afraid what we did was secret then 
               F                       G 
Don't act surprised it now applies to you 

Bridge 2 
F                                G 
    I guess everyone thinks genius is in their blood 
            Am                                 F 
Or at least livin' down the street a door or two 


                     C 
And then they settle down 
                G 
And they settle in 
                    Am                                 F 
And they curse the night for punishing them with those sweet dreams 
       C                                G 
All those sweet dreams that exposed their soul 
          F   C 
So long ago 



verse 3 
F                                          C 
    Bobby says the translator's nightmare is finding all the right words 
    F                                     C 
But somehow still gettin' the whole story wrong 
     F                                C      C/B    Am 
And all you guitar poets, well you're life's little butchers 
F                                     G 
    Go ahead and put that one in your song 

F                               C 
    You've got endless tales of love gone bad 
  F                          C 
I guess our Romeo is really cursed 
F                                   C  C/B   Am 
    You poke your nose in everyone's dirty clothes 
         F                               G 
So you can turn 'em into your light, loose verse 

Bridge 3 
F                                 G 
    Well, my life isn't neat rhymes and punchlines 
      Am                        F 
Cheap laughs and your talking blues 
F                     G 
    And I wish that for just one time 
        Am                  F 
You could stand inside my shoes 

                 C 
You could settle down 
                     G 
And you could settle in 
                         Am                            F 
And you could curse the night for givin' you all those sweet dreams 
       C                             G 
All those sweet dreams I watched corrode 
          F   C 
So long ago 



verse 4 
F                           C 
    Well, it's easy to get hung up 
   F                                 C 
On all the things that you'll never have 
F                         C  C/B   Am 
    A backyard pool, your mother's love, 
 F                  G 
John Lennon's autograph 

F                            C 
    Some people step into an ambulance 
      F                    C 
While others slip into a trance 
F                                C C/B  Am 
    I've heard the sky blooms Picassos, though 
        F                                G 
If you stop and give the clouds half a chance 

Bridge 4 
F                        G 
    But I won't go to your funeral, Sue 
                Am                                 F 
But I've got a couch if you ever need a place to crash 


                C 
We could settle down 
                G 
We could settle in 
                    Am                           F 
We could thank the night for givin' us all those sweet dreams 
          C                                       G 
All those sweet dreams, like swords pulled from stones 
                     Am                                F 
While we filled our notebooks with grass, branch, and bone 
                    C 
Aw, here's to the sweet dreams 
                         G 
That wouldn't leave us alone 
          F   C 
So long ago