Chords for Carla Bruni - No Promises
Tempo:
118.2 bpm
Chords used:
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Eb
G
B
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
And this one is called If You Were Coming in the Fall, and I believe she was waiting for someone and she must have been impatient, [G] so
So it's not a [B] ballad, [C]
and that's how it goes.
[D]
[G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through [B] summer, [C] buy you eight half a [Am] smile, and half [D] a spew,
as [C] housewife do fly, and then we [F] just put some
[G]
[A] [B]
[C]
[D] [G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through summer, [Gm] buy you eight [C] half a smile, and [D] half a spew, as housewife [G] do fly.
[C]
[F]
Poetry reaches such a level of deepness and perfection, you know, that I just got rid of my songs and only kept the poems.
It was a question of level.
I worked with Marianne Faithfull, who luckily is [Em] a friend of mine, and we went through all the poetry,
[Cm] and not only she gave me her wonderful voice and diction, but also her incredible knowledge of English and American poetry.
I carry the sun in a golden cup and the [G] moon in a silver bag.
I was just following the lyrics.
[Gb] Going scum, let me [Bb] sing into [B] your ear, [Db] those dancing [Gb] days are gone, [Bb] all that silk and [B] satin gear.
[Db]
Brought upon [Eb] a stone, wrapping that foul [Ab] body up [Db]
in this foul [Gb] rag, I carry [Eb] the sun in a [Db] golden [Abm] cup, [Db]
the moon in a [Ab] silver bag.
I carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db]
the moon in a [Bbm] silver [B] bag.
[Gb] Curse [Bb] as you may, [B] I sing it true, [Db] but not to [Gb] reasoning, [Bb] that the most good [B] pleasure of you, [Db] the children [Eb] that he gave, some were sleeping [Abm] like.
[Db] The moon, [Gb] the flag, [Eb] I carry the sun in a [Abm] golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
I [Eb] carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
[Gbm] [Eb] So sometimes I felt a bit guilty about repeating this sentence because, you know, the poet didn't repeat it, you know, but it had no music on it.
And I thought maybe if I sing this song to Yeats, [B] he [Eb] wouldn't mind me repeating, you know.
I carry the [Db] sun in a golden [Abm] cup, [Db] the moon in [Gb] a silver bag.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Db]
[Eb] Bride the birds then [Bb] on the branches,
[Cm] bride them to [G] be done,
[Ab] stir the [Abm] hot sun [Eb] out of heaven, [Cm]
[Ab] that the night [Eb] may come.
[D] [G] Starless are the night [Cm] of travel, like the winter [F] wind, [Bb] run with terror all [Eb] before you and regret [D] behind.
[G] Run until you [Cm] hear the ocean's everlasting [Fm] cry, deep [Bb] though it may [Eb] be unbidden, you must drink [G] it dry, [C] drink it dry.
So it's not a [B] ballad, [C]
and that's how it goes.
[D]
[G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through [B] summer, [C] buy you eight half a [Am] smile, and half [D] a spew,
as [C] housewife do fly, and then we [F] just put some
[G]
[A] [B]
[C]
[D] [G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through summer, [Gm] buy you eight [C] half a smile, and [D] half a spew, as housewife [G] do fly.
[C]
[F]
Poetry reaches such a level of deepness and perfection, you know, that I just got rid of my songs and only kept the poems.
It was a question of level.
I worked with Marianne Faithfull, who luckily is [Em] a friend of mine, and we went through all the poetry,
[Cm] and not only she gave me her wonderful voice and diction, but also her incredible knowledge of English and American poetry.
I carry the sun in a golden cup and the [G] moon in a silver bag.
I was just following the lyrics.
[Gb] Going scum, let me [Bb] sing into [B] your ear, [Db] those dancing [Gb] days are gone, [Bb] all that silk and [B] satin gear.
[Db]
Brought upon [Eb] a stone, wrapping that foul [Ab] body up [Db]
in this foul [Gb] rag, I carry [Eb] the sun in a [Db] golden [Abm] cup, [Db]
the moon in a [Ab] silver bag.
I carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db]
the moon in a [Bbm] silver [B] bag.
[Gb] Curse [Bb] as you may, [B] I sing it true, [Db] but not to [Gb] reasoning, [Bb] that the most good [B] pleasure of you, [Db] the children [Eb] that he gave, some were sleeping [Abm] like.
[Db] The moon, [Gb] the flag, [Eb] I carry the sun in a [Abm] golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
I [Eb] carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
[Gbm] [Eb] So sometimes I felt a bit guilty about repeating this sentence because, you know, the poet didn't repeat it, you know, but it had no music on it.
And I thought maybe if I sing this song to Yeats, [B] he [Eb] wouldn't mind me repeating, you know.
I carry the [Db] sun in a golden [Abm] cup, [Db] the moon in [Gb] a silver bag.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Db]
[Eb] Bride the birds then [Bb] on the branches,
[Cm] bride them to [G] be done,
[Ab] stir the [Abm] hot sun [Eb] out of heaven, [Cm]
[Ab] that the night [Eb] may come.
[D] [G] Starless are the night [Cm] of travel, like the winter [F] wind, [Bb] run with terror all [Eb] before you and regret [D] behind.
[G] Run until you [Cm] hear the ocean's everlasting [Fm] cry, deep [Bb] though it may [Eb] be unbidden, you must drink [G] it dry, [C] drink it dry.
Key:
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And this one is called If You Were Coming in the Fall, and I believe she was waiting for someone and she must have been impatient, _ [G] so_
So it's not a [B] ballad, _ _ _ [C] _ _
and that's how it goes.
_ [D] _ _
_ [G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through [B] summer, [C] buy you eight half a [Am] smile, _ and half [D] a spew,
as [C] housewife do fly, and then we [F] just put some_
[G] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through summer, [Gm] buy you eight [C] half a smile, _ and [D] half a spew, as housewife [G] do fly. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _
Poetry reaches such a level of deepness and _ perfection, you know, that I just got rid of my songs and only kept the poems.
_ It was a question of level.
I worked with Marianne Faithfull, who luckily is [Em] a friend of mine, and we went through all the poetry,
[Cm] and not only she gave me her wonderful voice and diction, but also her incredible knowledge of English and American poetry. _
_ _ I carry the sun in a golden cup and the [G] moon in a silver bag.
I was just following the lyrics.
[Gb] Going scum, let me [Bb] sing into [B] your ear, [Db] those dancing [Gb] days are gone, [Bb] all that silk and [B] satin gear.
_ [Db]
Brought upon [Eb] a stone, wrapping that foul [Ab] body up [Db]
in this foul [Gb] rag, I carry [Eb] the sun in a [Db] golden [Abm] cup, _ [Db]
the moon in a [Ab] silver bag.
I carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db]
the moon in a [Bbm] silver [B] bag. _
_ _ [Gb] _ Curse [Bb] as you may, [B] I sing it true, [Db] but not to [Gb] reasoning, [Bb] that the most good [B] pleasure of you, [Db] the children [Eb] that he gave, some were sleeping [Abm] like.
_ [Db] The moon, [Gb] the flag, [Eb] I carry the sun in a [Abm] golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
I [Eb] carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
[Gbm] _ [Eb] So sometimes I felt a bit guilty about repeating this sentence because, you know, the poet didn't repeat it, you know, but it had no music on it.
And I thought maybe if I sing this song to _ Yeats, [B] _ he [Eb] wouldn't mind me repeating, you know.
I carry the [Db] sun in a golden [Abm] cup, [Db] the moon in [Gb] a silver bag.
[Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Bride the birds then [Bb] on the branches, _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ bride them to [G] be done, _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ stir the [Abm] hot sun [Eb] out of heaven, [Cm] _
_ _ [Ab] _ that the night [Eb] may _ come.
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] Starless are the night [Cm] of travel, like the winter _ [F] wind, [Bb] run with terror all [Eb] before you and regret _ [D] behind.
[G] Run until you [Cm] hear the _ ocean's everlasting _ [Fm] cry, deep [Bb] though it may [Eb] be unbidden, you must drink [G] it dry, _ _ _ [C] drink it dry. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
So it's not a [B] ballad, _ _ _ [C] _ _
and that's how it goes.
_ [D] _ _
_ [G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through [B] summer, [C] buy you eight half a [Am] smile, _ and half [D] a spew,
as [C] housewife do fly, and then we [F] just put some_
[G] _ _
_ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] If you were coming in the fall, I'd brush through summer, [Gm] buy you eight [C] half a smile, _ and [D] half a spew, as housewife [G] do fly. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _
Poetry reaches such a level of deepness and _ perfection, you know, that I just got rid of my songs and only kept the poems.
_ It was a question of level.
I worked with Marianne Faithfull, who luckily is [Em] a friend of mine, and we went through all the poetry,
[Cm] and not only she gave me her wonderful voice and diction, but also her incredible knowledge of English and American poetry. _
_ _ I carry the sun in a golden cup and the [G] moon in a silver bag.
I was just following the lyrics.
[Gb] Going scum, let me [Bb] sing into [B] your ear, [Db] those dancing [Gb] days are gone, [Bb] all that silk and [B] satin gear.
_ [Db]
Brought upon [Eb] a stone, wrapping that foul [Ab] body up [Db]
in this foul [Gb] rag, I carry [Eb] the sun in a [Db] golden [Abm] cup, _ [Db]
the moon in a [Ab] silver bag.
I carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db]
the moon in a [Bbm] silver [B] bag. _
_ _ [Gb] _ Curse [Bb] as you may, [B] I sing it true, [Db] but not to [Gb] reasoning, [Bb] that the most good [B] pleasure of you, [Db] the children [Eb] that he gave, some were sleeping [Abm] like.
_ [Db] The moon, [Gb] the flag, [Eb] I carry the sun in a [Abm] golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
I [Eb] carry the sun in a golden cup, [Db] the moon in a silver bag.
[Gbm] _ [Eb] So sometimes I felt a bit guilty about repeating this sentence because, you know, the poet didn't repeat it, you know, but it had no music on it.
And I thought maybe if I sing this song to _ Yeats, [B] _ he [Eb] wouldn't mind me repeating, you know.
I carry the [Db] sun in a golden [Abm] cup, [Db] the moon in [Gb] a silver bag.
[Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Bride the birds then [Bb] on the branches, _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ bride them to [G] be done, _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ stir the [Abm] hot sun [Eb] out of heaven, [Cm] _
_ _ [Ab] _ that the night [Eb] may _ come.
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] Starless are the night [Cm] of travel, like the winter _ [F] wind, [Bb] run with terror all [Eb] before you and regret _ [D] behind.
[G] Run until you [Cm] hear the _ ocean's everlasting _ [Fm] cry, deep [Bb] though it may [Eb] be unbidden, you must drink [G] it dry, _ _ _ [C] drink it dry. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
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