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From: d_sears@pavo.concordia.ca (SEARS, DAVID)
Someone requested My Death a while ago. Here it is with a few mistakes
(98% accurate)
My Death by Jacques Brel, Performed by David Bowie from
Ziggy Stardust the Motion Picture
My Death
Em Em7 Em6 Emb6
6 5 4 3 2 1 6 5 4 3 2 6 5 4 3 2 1 6 5 4 3 2 1
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Em Em7 Em6 Emb6
Em Em7 Em6
My death waits like
Emb6 Em Em7
an old drouin (?)
Em6 Emb6
So confident
Em
I’ll go his way
Em7 Em6
Whistle to him
Emb6 D Dsus4 D
and the passing time
G A
My death waits like
G C
a Bible truth
F Am AmG
at the funeral of my youth
F
oh we drank for that
G
and the passing time
G#m F#
My death waits like
G#m
a witched night
F# G#m
as surely as our love is bright
F# B
let’s not think about the passing time
Em D C
But whatever lies behind the door
B
there is nothing much to do
Em D C CB
Angel or Devil I don’t care
Am AmG B
For in front of that door there is you
Bb C# Gm
Gm
My death waits like
a beggar blind
who sees the world through a ? mind
F
throw him a dime for the passing time
Bb C# Bb
My death waits there between your thighs
G# Cm
Your cold fingers will close my eyes
G#
Let’s think of that
Bb 0
And the passing time
Bm A
My death waits
Bm
to allow my friend
A
a few good times
Bm
before it ends
A
so let’s drink to that
F#
and the passing time
G F Eb
but whatever lies behind the door
D G
there is nothing much to do
F Eb
Angel or Devil I don’t care
for in front of that door
D
there is you
Gm
My death waits there
among the leaves
in magicians mysterious sleeves
rabbits and dogs
F
and the passing time
Bb C#
My death waits there
Bb
among the flowers
G# C#m
where the blackest shadow cowers(?)
G# Bb
Let’s pick lilacs for the passing time
Bm A
My death waits there
Bm
in a double bed
A
sails of oblivion
Bm
at my head
A
so pull up your seats against
F#
the passing time
Gm F Eb
But whatever lies behind the door
D Gm
there is nothing much to do
F
Angel or Devil
Eb
I don’t care
for in front of that door.......
there is
