Chords for Magdalena - Written by Danny O'Keefe - Read by Hank Beukema
Tempo:
182.15 bpm
Chords used:
A
B
D
E
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[B] Magdalena sits in a chair, speaking of the [A] Mass.
She talks in [B] slicing [B] splinters.
She laughs like [A] breaking glass.
She says that she would have me [A#] spirit her [D] away, stealing [F#] all my images, [A]
[B] till there's
nothing left to [A] say.
[B] But oh, [A] Magdalena, nothing like a saint you are.
Your love is like [B] a razor.
My heart is [E] just a scar.
[A] Oh, Magdalena, nothing like a [D] saint you are.
[F#] [A] She tells me that she wants [B] me, then she tells me not to bother.
She [A] tells me that I couldn't hold a candle to her father.
She knows that she's got me [E] when I start to rave about.
She'll just [A] smile and flash her eyes and blow the candle out.
[F#m] Magdalena [C#m] lying there could make a [B] dancer stumble, make a preacher bite his tongue,
and leave him [A] with a mumble.
And if you think [D] I'm crazy, babe, [B] or that I'm funnin' you, just pay your dues and lose your blues.
When she gets her tongue in you, [A]
I can be forgotten [F#] and I can be ignored.
[C#m] You'll find me with my poems [A] and my [D#] songs.
[C#] But if upon your journey, you're returning from L .A., won't you bring that little red [B]-haired girl along?
Oh, Magdalena, [E] [A] nothing like a saint you are.
[D] [A] Your love is like a razor.
My heart is just a scar.
[B]
Oh, [A] oh, Magdalena, nothing like a saint you are.
[E]
Magdalena.
[Dm]
[A]
[D]
[C#m] [G#]
[C#m] [E]
[D]
[C#m]
[E]
[B] Magdalena sits in a chair, speaking of the [A] Mass.
She talks in [B] slicing [B] splinters.
She laughs like [A] breaking glass.
She says that she would have me [A#] spirit her [D] away, stealing [F#] all my images, [A]
[B] till there's
nothing left to [A] say.
[B] But oh, [A] Magdalena, nothing like a saint you are.
Your love is like [B] a razor.
My heart is [E] just a scar.
[A] Oh, Magdalena, nothing like a [D] saint you are.
[F#] [A] She tells me that she wants [B] me, then she tells me not to bother.
She [A] tells me that I couldn't hold a candle to her father.
She knows that she's got me [E] when I start to rave about.
She'll just [A] smile and flash her eyes and blow the candle out.
[F#m] Magdalena [C#m] lying there could make a [B] dancer stumble, make a preacher bite his tongue,
and leave him [A] with a mumble.
And if you think [D] I'm crazy, babe, [B] or that I'm funnin' you, just pay your dues and lose your blues.
When she gets her tongue in you, [A]
I can be forgotten [F#] and I can be ignored.
[C#m] You'll find me with my poems [A] and my [D#] songs.
[C#] But if upon your journey, you're returning from L .A., won't you bring that little red [B]-haired girl along?
Oh, Magdalena, [E] [A] nothing like a saint you are.
[D] [A] Your love is like a razor.
My heart is just a scar.
[B]
Oh, [A] oh, Magdalena, nothing like a saint you are.
[E]
Magdalena.
[Dm]
[A]
[D]
[C#m] [G#]
[C#m] [E]
[D]
[C#m]
[E]
Key:
A
B
D
E
C#m
A
B
D
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ Magdalena sits in a chair, _ _ speaking of the [A] Mass. _
_ She talks in [B] slicing [B] splinters.
_ She laughs like [A] breaking glass.
_ _ _ She says that she would have me _ [A#] spirit her [D] away, _ _ _ stealing [F#] all my images, [A] _ _
[B] till there's
nothing left to [A] say. _ _ _
[B] But oh, _ [A] _ Magdalena, _ _ nothing like a saint you are. _
_ Your love is like [B] a razor. _
My heart is [E] just a scar. _ _
[A] _ _ Oh, _ Magdalena, _ _ _ nothing like a [D] saint you are.
_ _ [F#] _ _ [A] She tells me that she wants [B] me, then she tells me not to bother.
_ _ _ She [A] tells me that I couldn't hold a candle to her father.
_ _ _ _ She knows that she's got me _ [E] when I start to rave about.
_ _ _ She'll just [A] smile and flash her eyes _ and blow the candle out. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ Magdalena [C#m] lying there _ could make a [B] dancer stumble, _ _ make a preacher bite his tongue, _ _
and leave him [A] with a mumble. _ _ _
_ And if you think [D] I'm crazy, babe, [B] or that I'm funnin' you, _ _ just pay your dues _ and lose your blues.
_ _ When she gets her tongue in you, _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
I can be forgotten _ [F#] and I can be ignored.
_ _ _ [C#m] You'll find me with my poems [A] and my [D#] songs. _ _
_ [C#] But if upon your journey, _ _ you're returning from L _ .A., won't you bring that little red [B]-haired girl along?
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, Magdalena, _ _ [E] _ _ [A] nothing like a saint you are.
_ _ [D] _ [A] Your love is like a razor.
_ _ My heart is just a scar.
_ [B] _ _
Oh, _ [A] oh, _ _ _ _ Magdalena, _ _ _ _ nothing like a saint you are.
[E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Magdalena. _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ Magdalena sits in a chair, _ _ speaking of the [A] Mass. _
_ She talks in [B] slicing [B] splinters.
_ She laughs like [A] breaking glass.
_ _ _ She says that she would have me _ [A#] spirit her [D] away, _ _ _ stealing [F#] all my images, [A] _ _
[B] till there's
nothing left to [A] say. _ _ _
[B] But oh, _ [A] _ Magdalena, _ _ nothing like a saint you are. _
_ Your love is like [B] a razor. _
My heart is [E] just a scar. _ _
[A] _ _ Oh, _ Magdalena, _ _ _ nothing like a [D] saint you are.
_ _ [F#] _ _ [A] She tells me that she wants [B] me, then she tells me not to bother.
_ _ _ She [A] tells me that I couldn't hold a candle to her father.
_ _ _ _ She knows that she's got me _ [E] when I start to rave about.
_ _ _ She'll just [A] smile and flash her eyes _ and blow the candle out. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ Magdalena [C#m] lying there _ could make a [B] dancer stumble, _ _ make a preacher bite his tongue, _ _
and leave him [A] with a mumble. _ _ _
_ And if you think [D] I'm crazy, babe, [B] or that I'm funnin' you, _ _ just pay your dues _ and lose your blues.
_ _ When she gets her tongue in you, _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
I can be forgotten _ [F#] and I can be ignored.
_ _ _ [C#m] You'll find me with my poems [A] and my [D#] songs. _ _
_ [C#] But if upon your journey, _ _ you're returning from L _ .A., won't you bring that little red [B]-haired girl along?
_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, Magdalena, _ _ [E] _ _ [A] nothing like a saint you are.
_ _ [D] _ [A] Your love is like a razor.
_ _ My heart is just a scar.
_ [B] _ _
Oh, _ [A] oh, _ _ _ _ Magdalena, _ _ _ _ nothing like a saint you are.
[E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Magdalena. _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _