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Fuzzy -  Grant Lee Buffalo

Here's the tab, lyrics and chords that I worked out for Grant Lee=20
Buffalo's album Fuzzy.


Fuzzy - Chords and Lyrics
Words and music: Grant Lee Phillips

Note: the entire album is tuned down half a step (i.e. E flat, A flat, D=20
flat, G flat, B flat, E flat) so the chords here relate to a guitar in=20
this tuning.  =20

The Shining Hour

Am         C                 Bm     Dm
Are we still on the phone=20
Am     C                     Bm                   Dm
With lady Anna Clarke and her trumpet solo?
Am         C                        Bm    Dm
Whose ghost sings for pay
Am        C        Bm             Dm
In the blue billiard room of the Monterey
Am   C                 Bm       Dm
For room and for board
Am           C                       Bm                Dm
And the back door key is a 19th century civil war sword
Am        C              Bm             Dm
Once owned by John Booth
Am          C                   Bm                   Dm                 =20
      Am
And he misplaced his script when he caught his leather boot

 G                            F  Dm     Am
This could be the shining hour
G                          F    Dm      Am
Based on all this mad belief
G                         F              Dm            Am
In money oil and angel powder
G                        F    Dm=09
In the new age magazine=20


There=92s a hole in the wall
Behind the photograph of Al Capone
He=92s sittin=92 down at city hall
The police they peek through here
And they watch you get dressed in the two-way mirror
But it=92s all in good spirits
And if you close eyes you can=92t help, help but to hear =91em move

This could be the shining hour
Based on all this mad belief
In the money oil and angel powder
In the new age magazine

I propose a toast
To the memory of the horse who carried King Tut and his gold
Into the sun
He collapsed last summer from a heat stroke somewhere in the east=20
village, oh=20
And it kills me to think
That I=92m no longer living
Just looking for excuses to dink
So lift up your glass
And your Ouija board =91cause I=92m fading, fading, fading fast