Dark Parlour by Cathal Coughlan
From the Cathal Coughlan’s 2000 Black River Falls album. Written by Cathal Coughlan. No capo.
INTRO
[Gm7] [F6] (x4)
VERSE 1
[Gm7] Par [F6] lour: [Gm7] laced-in [F6] daylight was [Gm7] rat [F6] ioned [Gm7] [F6]
[Gm7] Par [F6] lour: a [Gm7] ritual [F6] language was [Gm7] fash [F6] ioned [Gm7] [F6]
Re [Bb] mote from the men and from [Dm7] labour’s grime
Where [Cm7] one woman’s treasures were laid out to [Gm7] shine [F6]
[Gm7] [F6]
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down cos you [F6] can, you [Bb/D] ca [F6] n
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, I won’t [F6] stand, you can, you ca [Gm7] n [F6]
[Gm7] [F6] [Gm7] [F6] [Gm7] [F6]
VERSE 2
[Gm7] Dark [F6] room, [Gm7] in m [F6] y recol [Gm7] lect [F6] ion [Gm7] [F6]
[Gm7] High [F6] chair, [Gm7] the eti [F6] quette of re [Gm7] ject [F6] ion [Gm7] [F6]
Which [Bb] chilled seven dawns
Through my [Bb/D] bones half- [Dm7] formed
As from the [Cm7] mouth of nurture
There came not a [Gm7] word, [F6] not a [Gm7] word [F6]
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, I’m a [F6] paper man
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, a hatstand [F6] man, heels of sand
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, cos you [F6] can, you [Bb/D] ca [F6] n
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, I won’t [F6] stand, you can, you can
Well now I’ve [Ebmaj7] not much to give but a worn-out excuse
And my [F6] fine sober demons they sport fast and loose
I have [Ebmaj7] stories to tell which you’d rather not hear
Because they’re [F6] told in the slang of some mean hungry years
Long be [Ebmaj7] fore I was born, but that’s still all I learned
With the [F6] misaddressed anger and the stony contempt of my
[Ebmaj7] Teachers, now feeble, and some are no more
While I’m [F6] tongue-tied and shapeless on this mercantile shore (and it’s)
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, cos you [F6] can, you [Bb/D] ca [F6] n
[Ebmaj7] Blow me down, I won’t [F6] stand, you can, you can
And you [Ebmaj7] will [F6]
FADE
[Ebmaj7] [F6]