Em     
Well I'll be damned   
                               C   
Here comes your ghost again   
                        G   
But that's not unusual   
                         D   
Its just that the moon is full   
               Em    
And you happened to call   
 
 
Em   
And here I sit   
                     C   
Hand on the telephone   
                       G   
I'm hearing a voice I'd known   
                     D    
A couple of light years ago   
                                      Em   
Heading straight for a fall   
 
 
Em   
As I remember,   
                                            C   
Your eyes were bluer than robins' eggs   
                          G   
My poetry was lousy you said   
                           D   
Where are you calling from?   
                   Em    
A booth in mid-west   
 
 
Em   
Ten years ago    
                                C   
I bought you some cuff-links   
                           G   
You bought me something   
                                   D   
We both know what memories can bring   
                                            Em 
They bring diamonds and rust   
 

Em    
You burst on the scene   
                 C 
Already a legend   
                          G   
The unwashed phenomenon   
                     D 
The original vagabond   
                                  Em   
You strayed into my arms 

 
Em 
And there you stayed   
                     C   
Temporarily lost at sea   
                                G   
The madonna was yours for free   
                         D   
The girl on the half-shell   
                            Em 
Could keep you unharmed   
 
 
Bm    
Now I see you standing with brown leaves falling all around   
        Am   
And snow in your hair   
Bm   
Now you're smiling out of the window of that crummy hotel   
                               Am   
Over Washington square   
      C   
Our breath comes out of white clouds   
                                           G   
Mingles and hangs in the air   
        Fmaj7   
Speaking strictly for me   
                                 G                       B7   
We both could have died then and there   
   
   
Em        
Now your telling me    
                    C 
Your not nostalgic   
                                      G   
Then give me another word for it   
                            D   
You who are so good with words   
                                  Em 
And keeping things vague   
 
 
 Em
'Cos I need some of that vagueness now   
                                     C
Its all come back too clearly   
                           G
Yes I loved you dearly   
                                    D
And if you're offering diamonds and rust   
                    Em
I've already paid   
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ambChile