RICHARD SHINDELL: VUELTA



THE ISLAND

DADGAD
Capo II

Am7: 002030

(D)Island life does have its charms
The (Am7)constant sun, the steady breeze
(G)Nothing ever happens here
But (Em)few are those who do not fall (D)beneath the spell

Its (D)language is an orphan branch
But (Am7)one that I can understand
Its (G)cadence is familiar
And it (Em)shares the old declension from the (D)continent

CHORUS:
I (C)came here with a package deal
(G)Everything all pre-arranged
(D)Three nights at the Grand Ho(Em)tel
Where all the rooms (G)have ocean views (Em)(D)

By (D)latitude and longitude
(Am7)Mariners will not arrive
(G)Its coordinates are plotted by
The (Em)relative position to the (D)rising sea

The (D)lucky few who call it home
Are (Am7)prosperous and confident
They (G)manifest a certainty
That (Em)come what may, things will not (D)be otherwise

CHORUS

But (D)time is on the ocean's side
The (Am7)beaches shift, the cliffs erode
Though the (G)engineers do what they can
(Em)Every day another house just (D)slides away

CHORUS


CHE GUEVARA T-SHIRT

DADGAD
Capo IV

D: 000200
A: 002200
G: 550000

(D)Unburdened of their passengers
(G)The taxis have all (D)scattered
The hawkers move their tables out
(G)They'll be selling no more (A)leather
The Oslo Queen is set to sail
(G)From the Port of Buenos (D)Aires
The ropes are thrown and the (A)big horn moans
(G)As she slips out of the (D)harbor

(D)The stowaway is keeping still
(G)In the dark of his con(D)tainer
With his blanket and his flashlight
(G)And a picture of his (A)sweetheart
He's rationing his batteries
But right (G)now he can't re(D)sist her
Standing there with her (A)long brown hair
(G)In that Che Guevara (D)t-shirt

(D)As the contents of his wallet show
(G)His plan's a little (D)sketchy
Three hundred bucks and the bad address
(G)Of a cousin in Mi(A)ami
In a couple months with a little luck
He'll be (G)wiring home some (D)money
And even if they (A)send him back
It'll (G)make a damn good (D)story

(D)Late at night he ventures out
Each (G)time a little (D)farther
Emboldened by his wanderlust
(G)His boredom and his (A)hunger
'Til he's standing out on the open deck
(G)Searching for La (D)Cruz del Sur
But by-and-by the (A)sky he knows
(G)Has yielded to an(D)other

(D)The moon shines on the shipping lanes
Off the (G)coast of Vene(D)zuela
And as he looks out at the oilers
Riding (G)heavy up to (A)Texas
He sings a little to himself
'Luna, (G)luna, luna (D)llena'
While the moon, a word he's (A)yet to learn
(G)Betrays him to the (D)cameras

(D)He's somewhere in Dade County now
(G)Six weeks without a (D)lawyer
And on the basis of the evidence
(G)They could keep him there for(A)ever
Then the guy with the Cuban accent says
"Do you (G)recognize this (D)picture?"
And there she is with her (A)long brown hair
(G)And that Che Guevara (D)t-shirt


SO SAYS THE WHIPPOORWILL

DADGAD
Capo I

On the album, Richard plays this in standard tuning, capo VII, with G-shaped chords. He also leaves out the "Father Brown" verse. I'll eventually work up an updated transcription, but in the meantime, here's how he was playing it live up until the CD was recorded. By the way, the "mountaineer" in the last verse is the late singer/songwriter Dave Carter.

The (D)(D/C#)(D/B)(D) sequence in the first, third and seventh line of each verse is a walkdown thing; use the bolded notes for the bass line:

(D): 000200
(D/C#): 040000
(D/B): 020000
(D): 000200

(A): 002200
(G): 550000
(/F#): 400000 (this just a transitional walkdown chord from the G to the Em)
(Em): 220000

Intro: (D)(D/C#)(D/B)(D)(G)(A)(D)

(D)The change could (D/C#)happen (D/B)any (D)day
(G)So says (A)the whippoor(D)will (D/B)
(D)It comes 'round (D/C#)for the (D/B)seeds I (D)leave
Out (G)on the window (A)sill
Be (G)free, you (D)fool, be (G)free, you (D)fool
She (G)sings (/F#)all (Em)after(A)noon
And as (D)if to (D/C#)show me (D/B)how it's (D)done
She (G)leaps in(A)to the (D)blue (D/B)

And the (D)change could (D/C#)happen (D/B)any (D)day
Or (G)so say (A)all the (D)guards (D/B)
(D)In the prison (D/C#)I have (D/B)built a(D)round
My (G)solitary (A)heart
(G)I tell my(D)self that (G)I'm al(D)right
That it's (G)not (/F#)so (Em)bad a (A)place
(D)Truth is that (D/C#)I'm just (D/B)scared to (D)death
Of (G)walking (A)through that (D)gate (D/B)

And the (D)change could (D/C#)happen (D/B)any (D)day
So (G)say my (A)true love's (D)eyes (D/B)
(D)They see in(D/C#)to my (D/B)sha(D)dows
With their (G)sweet forgiving (A)light
She (G)smiles and (D)says come (G)on, let's (D)go
Let's (G)stroll (/F#)the (Em)boule(A)vard
(D)It's such a (D/C#)shame to (D/B)waste the (D)night
(G)Just sitting (A)in the (D)dark (D/B)

And the (D)change could (D/C#)happen (D/B)any (D)day
Or (G)so says (A)Father (D)Brown (D/B)
(D)I listen (D/C#)for that (D/B)still small (D)voice
But I (G)just can't make it (A)out
Be(G)neath the (D)constant (G)whisper(D)ing
Of the (G)de(/F#)vil (Em)that I (A)know
But (D)who would I (D/C#)be if (D/B)I be(D)lieved
Who (G)am I (A)if I (D)don't (D/B)

And the (D)change could (D/C#)happen (D/B)any (D)day
So (G)said (A)the mountain(D)eer (D/B)
Be(D)fore he (D/C#)turned to (D/B)face his (D)cliff
With(G)out a trace of (A)fear
Yode(G)lay-(D)oh, yode(G)lay-(D)oh
He (G)sang (/F#)right (Em)up un(A)til
He (D)caught sight (D/C#)of that (D/B)open (D)blue
And be(G)came a (A)whippoor(D)will (D/B)
He (D)caught sight (D/C#)of that (D/B)open (D)blue
And be(G)came a (A)whippoor(D)will (D/B)(D)


THE LAST FARE OF THE DAY

Capo II

Intro: (G)(D)(Em)(C)(G)(D)(C)(Cmaj7)

I saw them (G)standing in the (D)rain
Out on (Em)Seventh Ave(C)nue
He held her (G)close, like she might (D)fall if he let (C)go (Cmaj7)
He helped her (G)in, he shut the (D)door
And our (Em)eyes met in the (C)mirror
"To Engle(G)wood, just take it (D)slow" is all he (G)said (C)(G)

And into the (C)stream we pulled a(Em)way
I know it (D)well, this old bal(C)let
Finding the flow, minding the (Em)sway
Catching (G)green lights all the (C)way (Cmaj7)

Up Amster(G)dam, the meter (D)dark
(Em)I turned off the radi(C)o
She whispered "(G)Thanks, I could not (D)bear another (C)word." (Cmaj7)
Out on the (G)bridge, the traffic (D)slowed
(Em)The brake lights and the (C)wash
Of all those (G)truckers heading (D)south on ninety-(G)five (C)(G)

And across the (C)span we pulled a(Em)way
I know it (D)well, this old bal(C)let
Finding the flow, minding the (Em)sway
Catching (G)green lights all the (C)way (Cmaj7)
And I brought them (D)home
I brought them (Em)home (C)
I brought them (G)home in that (D)cruel, cruel (G)rain (D)(Em)(C)(G)(D)(C)

And now it's (G)spring, and where's the (D)rain
All the (Em)wells are running (C)dry
And the (G)reservoirs have (D)reached an all-time (C)low (Cmaj7)
And if this (G)red light ever (D)turns
(Em)If I can make it through the (C)park
I'll head up(G)town for the (D)last fare of the (G)day (C)(G)

And turn it (C)does, I pull a(Em)way
I know it (D)well, this old bal(C)let
Finding the flow, minding the (Em)sway
Catching (G)green lights all the (C)way (Cmaj7)

And there they (G)are, outside St. (D)Luke's
(Em)With their flowers and bal(C)loons
All a(G)mazement at the (D)baby in her (C)arms (Cmaj7)
As Amster(G)dam makes us a (D)place
(Em)I ask about her (C)name
And we all (G)laugh when he says (D)Hope and she says (G)Grace (C)(G)

And then it (C)starts, the heavens (Em)give
I know it (D)well, this old bal(C)let
Finding the flow, minding the (Em)sway
Catching (G)green lights all the (C)way (Cmaj7)
I brought them (D)home
I brought them (Em)home (C)
I brought them (G)home in that (D)sweet, sweet (Em)rain (C)
I brought them (G)home in that (D)sweet, sweet (G)rain (C)(G)


GRAY GREEN

DADGAD
Capo VII

G: 520000
Am: 002200
C: 032030
D: 000200
Em: 220000

(G)Gray (Am)green -- (C)his baby's (D)eyes are (G)gray (Am)green
(C)She closes (D)them and (Em)sleep (D)comes
To (C)carry (G)her a(D)way

(G)He's (Am)singing: (C)noni, (D)noni, (G)no(Am)ni
(C)Even (D)though she's (Em)long (D)gone
(C)Down in(G)to his (D)arms

A (Am)si(Em)ren (C)crying way (G)off in the (Am)dis(Em)tance
Is (C)calling her (G)back to the (D)world

(G)Out(Am)side, (C)the midnight (D)sky is (G)clear(Am)ing
(C)The Three Ma(D)rias (Em)shine (D)down
And (C)find her (G)where she (D)dreams

(G)So (Am)sweet, the (C)breeze that (D)stirs the (G)cur(Am)tains
The (C)breeze they (D)send
To (Em)tease (D)her (C)hair ac(G)ross her (D)eyes

The (Am)si(Em)ren (C)climbs like a (G)thief through the (Am)win(Em)dow
(C)Calling her (G)back to the (D)world

(G)He (Am)chooses, and (C)asks them (D)to for(G)give (Am)him
(C)The Three Ma(D)rias (Em)wink(D)ing
He (C)pulls the (G)window (D)down

(G)Gray (Am)green -- his (C)baby's (D)eyes are (G)gray (Am)green
(C)She closes (D)them and (Em)sleep (D)comes
To (C)carry (G)her a(D)way