Year Of The Cat
Ton : DEnglish
Intro :Cmaj7 D Em (x3) Am7 D7
On a Cmaj7morning from a BBmogart Emmovie
In a Cmaj7country where they Bmturned back Emtime
You go Cmaj7strolling through Bmthe crowd Emlike
Peter Lorre conAm7templating a D7crime.
She comes oCmaj7ut of the suBmn in a silk Emdress
Running like a wBater color in the Crain.
Don't bother aBsking for exEmplanations.
She'll just tAm7ell you that she Dcame
In the Year of the Cat.
Cmaj7 D Em (x3) Am7 D7
She Cmaj7doesn't give you tBmime for quEmestions
As she Cmaj7locks up yoBmu arm in Emhers.
And you Cmaj7follow 'til yBmour senseEm of
Which direction cAm7ompletely disappD7ears.
By the Cmaj7blue-tiled waBmlls near the mEmarket stalls
There's a Bhidden door she leads yoCu to.
"These days," shBe says, "I fEmeel my life just
like a Am7river running thDrough
the Year of the Cat."
Cmaj7 D Em (x3) Am7 D7
Well she Blooks at you so cCooly
and her Geyes shine like the Dmoon
in the sea.
She comes in Bincense and pathchoCuli
so you Gtake her to fFind what's
Cwaiting insDide
the Year of the Cat.
Well Cmaj7morning comes and Bmyou're still withEm her
and the Cmaj7bus and the toBmurists areEm gone.
And you'veCmaj7 thrown away yBmour choiceEm and
lost your ticketAm7 so you have to stayD7 on.
But the dCmaj7rumbeat strBmains of the nEmight
remain in the Brhythm of the newborn Cday.
You know sometBime you're bEmound to leave her
but for Am7now you're gonna stDay
in the Year of the Cat.