Thirty Year Man

Chord transcription by Ian Chippett

Intro: C / Bb(C bass) / C / Bb(C) / (twice)

 C      Bb(C) C   Bb(C)
Nobody here  yet
           C                  Bb(C)           C      Bb(C)
From the spotlight that will ring her not a glimmer
       C     Bb(C)           Fmaj7
Not a finger on its squeaky dimmer
Dm7         Fm7       Cmaj7  C(Bb)  A7
   I play piano in a jazz  quar -  tet
                 Dm7         Fm7        C   Bb(C)   C   Bb(C)
That works here late with a young girl singer

         Am                        Bm7
   And along from the darkened and empty tables
           Em          Eb+          G(D)       A9(C#)
   By the covered-up drums and the microphone cables
          Dm          Db+       Dm(C) G9
   At the end of the room the piano glistens
             Em         Eb+         G(D) ///
   Like the rail at the end of the nave

Am7 /// //// Dm7 /// G9 ///

   C    Bb(C)  A7           Dm7    G7
   Thirty     years in the racket
       C  Bb(C) A7            Dm7        G7
   A brindled crew-cut and a silk-lined jacket
          Am        Bm                    Am
   And it isn't my hands that fill this place
           Bm                               Dm7
   It's a kid's voice still reaching into space
         Am                          A7
   It's her they're driving down to hear
             Dm7                              G9 ///  G9+ ///
   And it's my bent-over back she's standing near

Nobody talks yet
From the glasses that will touch soon not a tinkle
Not a paper napkin shows a wrinkle
I play piano in a jazz quartet
That backs a winner while the big notes crinkle

   And along from the darkened and empty tables
   By the covered-up drums and the microphone cables
   At the end of the room the piano glistens
   Like the rail at the end of the nave
           Dm7                           G9 ///  G9+ ///
   And I play a few things while no-one listens

   Thirty years in the racket
   A brindled crew-cut and a silk-lined jacket
   And it isn't my name that brings them in
   It's a little girl just starting to begin
   It's her they're piling in to see
   And I'd kill that kid if she wasn't killing me

Nobody moves yet
From the tables near the bandstand not a rustle
Not a loudmouth even moves a muscle
I play piano in a jazz quartet
That backs a giver while the takers hustle

And along from the darkened and empty tables
By the covered-up drums and the microphone cables
At the end of the room the piano glistens
Like bones at the end of a cave
        Dm7                           G9+
And I play a few things while no-one listens
        Cmaj7 Am9          Dm9  G13b9        C   Bb(C)  C  Bb(C)  C
For an hour alone spells freedom    to the slave 

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