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Date: Monday, 29.11.2004
Tabbed by Peter Tuyp(peter.tuyp@wxs.nl)
Subject:
Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends - Bookends (live Central Park)
Capo on fourth fret
Intro:
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
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Fmaj7 Cmaj7
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Old friends
Verse:
Dm7 G7 C C/B Am
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sat on their park bench like bookends
G C C/b Am Em7 C G7
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A news- pa- per blown through the grass falls on the
Am Em/g
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round toes of the high shoes of the
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
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Old friends
Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Dm7 G7
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Old friends win - ter com - pa - nions the
Fmaj7 Em7 Dm7 G7
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Old men Lost in their o - ver - coats
C C/b Am
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wai- ting for the sun The
G C C/b C G7 Am
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sounds of the city sifting through trees settles like
G F
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dust on the shoulders of the
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
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Old friends
Dm7 G7 C C/b C
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Can you i - ma - gine us years from to - day
Em7 Cmaj7
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sharing a park bench quietly how
Dm7 G7 C C/b Asus4
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ter - ri - bly strange to be seventy
Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Dm7 G7 C C/b
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Old friends mem - o - ry bru - shes the
Am Em7 Dm7 G7 C C/b
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same years si - lent- ly sha - ring the
C C/b Am
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same fears
Bookends:
Dm7 C
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C Dm7 F C
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C
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Dm7 C
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Time it was and what a time it was it was
C Dm7 F C
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a time of in - no - cence a time of con - fi - den - ces
C
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Dm7 C
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Lon a - go it must be I have a Phot- to - graph
C Dm7 F C
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Pre - serve your me - mo - ries they're all that's left you
C
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Dm7 C
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adg Average |
#1 by adg ??? at Oct 9, 2007 at 7:25 AM EST |
| Hmm, so I read somewhere comments about Simon and Garfunkel's relationship and I like how they analize it: they are like the "old friends" of the song, but at the same time, they have to give each other space and distance. However, no matter what happens, whenever one of them wants to see the other, they ll always have each other. | |
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jacob Average |
#2 by jacob ap at Oct 15, 2007 at 6:09 PM EST |
| The line 'How terribly strange to be 70' is even sadder now that the person who wrote it almost is - he's 63, I think. I was shocked to hear that Paul didn't look happy at the Old Friends Concert in Chicago, I thought for once that they'd resolved their arguments. Obviously not. Anyhoo, divine song, love the soaring music and glowing lyrics. rsterp, you're right, the lyric is sunset, and your interpretation of that is bang on. I never thought of it that way: it's so sad. | |