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Subject: a/andersen_eric/belgian_bar.crd
Date: Sat, 12 Jul 1997 01:22:14 GMT
From: pgfn95a@prodigy.com

Eric Andersen        Belgian Bar     by Eric Andersen

Am                  Em         G
We were living in a nice hotel on the avenue Louise
            Am                   C       G       Am
Workin on a project there it was just my man and me
Am          Em                    G
I was unattached back then like a puppet off his feet
G               Am                  C     G      Am
A crazy pile of broken strings only one I had to keep
G                    F              Am                 G
We walked around the corner saw the lights of a little bar
G                               Am                 G
The mood there made me curious a chance to forget awhile
Am                  Em      G
Inside a couple of tables a couple rock 'n roll cassettes
G             Am                      C       G       Am
I was drinkin rum that night with the barmaid speakin French
G                             Am
I wonder just how things have changed
G                 Am
I wonder where you are
      C           G
And I wonder if a young French girl
F                        Am
Still works in a Belgian bar
Am             Em                G
Brussels in October the yellow gray's all I recall
                Am               C           G      Am
The rain ran on forever like the wires on a trolley car
Am              Em                      G
Walkin down the new wet streets ancient wind blowin through my heart
G               Am                   C          G    Am
The only face I couldn't see was the face of my true love
G                   F                  Am                G
I dreamed about the lights of Nice the rust rocks of the coast
G                                    Am               G
I dreamed about a frozen path to the one I missed the most
Am                     Em                G
Then I guess it wasn't long before I was on my feet again
                      Am                      C        G     Am
It must have happened someplace quiet cause I don't remember when
G                             Am
I wonder just how things have changed
G                  Am
I wonder where you are
      C           G
And I wonder if a young French girl
F                        Am
Still works in a Belgian bar
Am^?                                   Em                G
When I look over my shoulder from the window of my train
G                Am              C          G       Am
I think about my man again who I heard has moved to Spain
Am                    Em                    G
We worked hard and we traveled some through France and Italy
G                           Am          C      G          Am
When it rained down hard in Brussels it poured on you and me
G                    F               Am           G
And when my eyes got tangled in the honey colored hair
G                                                  Am             G
Of the girl that poured the drinks that night when we were talkin
there
Am                          Em                G
She had eyes that seemed to drink us up and a crooked little smile
                           Am
When we sailed off for the starry night
       C     G            Am
And forever took a little while
G                             Am
I wonder just how things have changed
G                  Am
I wonder where you are
      C           G
And I wonder if a young French girl
F                        Am
Still works in a Belgian bar

  From The Ghosts Upon The Road CD