Intro
B Emaj7 D#m7 Emaj7 x2
[Verse]
B Emaj7
C# kindly word for friends and strangers almost anyone she meets
B Emaj7
C# lonely house at the end of the road full of silly memories
D#m7 E C#m F#7
And when the locals laugh at her she turns a blind eye to it all
B Emaj7
She sees the irony and so what no-one really meant it
B Emaj7
C# grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit eccentric
D#m7 E C#m F#7
But no-one sees the secrets hidden in a diary stowed beneath the stairs
[Bridge 1]
B Emaj7
And she sat that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violin
F# E B
Tears appeared and burned her cheeks as he caressed every string
G#m C#m
As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim
F# E B
And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him.
G-G#m pause B Emaj7 X2
B Emaj7
Germaine was a leggy lady, barely old enough to know how
B Emaj7
To hold the right knife at the table it was difficult but somehow
D#m7 E C#m F#7
She caught the eye of an evening pirate and he sailed his way into her heart
B Emaj7
Her Valentino played violin till it was well into the night
B Emaj7
Enjoyed her evening oh so much although she never ate a bite
D#m7 G#m C#m F#7
So Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo.
[Bridge 2]
G#m C#m
And he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin
F# E B
Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every string
G#m C#m
As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listening
F# E B G#m
And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she paused to glance at him.
C#m F#
There was no-one there but her and as she sadly took her fur, she heard...
[Interlude]
B F# C#m F# x2
[Verse]
B G#m C#m E G#m F#
C# little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home...Alone.
B Emaj7 X2
B Emaj7
Then every evening she came back to her table by the window
B Emaj7
An anxious lady looking at the man who lit her candle
D#m7 E C#m F#7
And as the waitresses took their coats she’d stand and leave to call a cab
Gmaj7 D#m7 x4
[Bridge 3]
Gmaj7 D#m7
They closed The Ritz at the end of the war they had boards on every door
Fmaj7 Cm7
With peeling paint and ceilings cracks and not a carpet for the floor
Bm7 Em7 Am7 D
Some seen a candle flicker through and old and broken window pane
[Outro]
G#m C#m
Now she sits that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violin
F# E B G#m
Tears appear and burned her cheeks as he caresses every string
G#m C#m
As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim
F# E B
And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him.
G#m C#m
When he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin
F# E B
Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every string
G#m C#m
As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listening
F# E B
And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she paused to glance at him.
B G#m C#m E B F#
C# little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home...Alone.