Intro; synth arr for acoustic]
//|E C#m|D/EA/E|EA/E|D/E |
//|D#5 | | | //|
|E C#m|D/EA/E|EA/E|D/E |
|E | | | |
Verse; acoustic in]
||EA/E |D/EA/C#|
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A beach is a place where a man can feel he's the
|EA/E |D/EA/E|
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Only soul in the world that's real
|EA/E|D/EA/E //|EA/E|D/EA/C#||
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But I see a face coming through the haze
I remember him from those crazy days, crazy days, crazy days
//|C#m7A |C#m7 F#|
//|Cm7 | //|
Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces
|C#m7A |C#m7 F#|
|C#m7 | //|
Riding up in front of a hundred faces
|C#m7A |C#m7F# |
|C#m7 | //|
I don't suppose you would remember me but
|C#m7A |C#m7 F#|
|Cm7 |[pick slide]
I used to follow you back in '63
||:F# D#m|E A|B C#|DE :||[repeat through spoken]
||:F# D#m|E A|B C#|DE :||2
[spoken]
I've got a good job and I'm newly born
You should see me dressed up in my uniform
I work in an hotel, all gilt and flash
Remember the gap where the doors we smashed?
|BF#7/A# B| |
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Bell Boy, I got to get running now
Bell Boy, Keep my lip buttoned down
Bell Boy, Carry this baggage out
Bell Boy, Always running at someone's bleedin'
|F#7sus4 |B |E7sus4 |A6 |
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Heel You know how I feel
|Am6 |Esus2 | | | |
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Always running at someone's heel
|F#maj7C#maj7 |D# |
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Some nights I still sleep on the beach,
|F#maj7C#maj7 |D# |
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Remember when stars were in reach
|Fii Fmaj7ii |F7ii |
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I wander in early to work
|Abii |E Esus2|E Esus2|E |
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Spend my day lickin' boots for my perks
[repeat VerseA beach is a place where a man can feel
He's the only soul in the world that's real
But I see a face coming through the haze
I remember him from those crazy days, crazy days, crazy days, crazy days
Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces
Riding up in front of a hundred faces
I don't suppose you would remember me
But I used to follow you back in '63
People often change but when I look in your eyes
You can learn a lot from a life like mine
The secret to me, it ain't flown up a flag
I carry it behind this bleeding little badge, what says:
Bell Boy, I gotta get running now
Bell Boy, Keep your lip buttoned down
Bell Boy, Carry the bloody baggage out
Bell Boy, Always running at someone's heel,
You know how I feel, always running at someone's heel
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.