khawaga
I didn't know whether I had a neighbour from Heaven or Hell until she was leaving. Something's lost and nothing's gained. Except for a fridge, a laudry machine and ten millions of minor objects of various substance. I'd better leave it all for getting my friend back. She was a pain in the ass, as well as sunshine. That's what friends ... and women? ... are for. Making life excitable and armed with stumblewire. The song dropped into my head in 1985, and I spent several days to put the unusual harmonies together. Satisfied I went to bed, and couldn't recall it the next morning. I left it. Almost forty years later, I gave it new lyrics (the original idea was scratched down in norwegian). I faced the same problem plus a new one, because my voice range had lowered. Shit. Transposing from G key to D is not easy for guitar, even for simpler compositions. Well, after all these years I've made it, and the pendulum is hanging a l m o s t still ...
there was a woman in my backyard
craving attention all the time
cursing all of my actions
making me pulling up the guard
twisting all of my good words
into insults and spleen
make me long for the garden
of plenty pastures so green
but the time runs as fast as the clouds
whirling in wild roundabouts
it makes sure it's too late
when we all stand and wait
for Gabriel's horn at St. Peters gate
and the days are getting long without you
just passing the calendar through
they come date after date
and just make me wait
for the pendulum go hanging straight
there was a woman in my backyard
telling me what I should do
straight forward intruding
and mending wounds and scars with glue
just a woman out of nature
I think they're all the same kind
advocating your failures
but hard to get out of your mind
and the time runs as fast as the clouds
whirling in wild roundabouts
it makes sure it's too late
when we all stand and wait
for Gabriel's horn at St. Peters gate
and the days are getting long without you
just passing the calendar through
they come date after date
and just make me wait
for the pendulum go hanging straight
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D A D there was a woman in my backyard D A A7 Bm craving attention all the time D Daug Gmaj7 cursing all of my actions E9 E E7 A ...A7 making me pulling up the guard D A D twisting all of my good words D A A7 Bm into insults and spleen D Daug Gmaj7 make me long for the garden E9 E E7 A ...A7 of plenty pastures so green D A7sus4 Bm but the time runs as fast as the clouds B B7 Em whirling in wild roundabouts C#m F# it makes sure it's too late A#dim G#m when we all stand and wait E Em7 A A7 for Gabriel's horn at St. Peters gate D A7sus4 Bm and the days are getting long without you B B7 Em just passing the calendar through C#m F# they come date after date A#dim G#m and just make me wait E Bdim7 A7sus4 A7 D ...Bm for the pendulum go hang...ing straight G A7sus4 A7 D the pendulum go hang..ing straight
