Secret Drinker


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Perching high like an old-time man of law
     F7          Cm      F7    Abmaj7   Db
He travels on a barstool to enchanted lands
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And as the world before him swims and glows
             F7          Abmaj7            Db
The secret drinker's only sure that he is real
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By the feel of his elbows and the steadily increasing
 D7           Bbm7             F
Weight of his forehead in his hands


                 Eb
          And behind the bar
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          Like turreted and battlemented towns of long ago
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          The lines of coloured bottles swim and glow
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          Brilliantly as at the day of wrath
                  G7          Am
          Or the year of the comet
                   Am      C9             Dm
          But the secret drinker is far from it
                       E   E7
          Away from it all


            Am               Em             Am  D  Am
     He can ease the present back into the past
       F                             G9             Em
     Staring at the pastels and the prisms on the shelf
              E7                                Am  D  Am
     With the magic words that make the evening last
         B7                               Em
     The same again and have one for yourself


                 Eb
          He's a connoisseur
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          He can space it out with chasers, he can let it burn
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          It's a trick it takes a little while to learn
                 Cm          Dm              G           G7            Am
          You might see the youngsters of today sniff a cork and they vomit
                   Am      C9             Dm
          But the secret drinker is far from it
                      E    E7
          Away from it all


            Am               Em              Am  D  Am
     He can make the looming future lose its sting
       F                            G9              Em
     Staving off the pressure is a bargain at the price
             E7                              Am  D  Am
     Of the magic words that make the angels sing
          B7                        Em
     The same again, go easy on the ice


         Cm7          F7              Cm
Perching high like an old-time man of law
     F7          Cm     F7    Abmaj7   Db   
He travels on a barstool to enchanted lands
   Cm7              F7                 Cm
And as the world before him swims and glows
             F7          Abmaj7            Db
The secret drinker's only sure that he is real
       Cm7         F7               Cm         F7
By the feel of his elbows and the steadily increasing
 Cm            F7            Abmaj7                 Db
Weight of his forehead in his hands that should be ceasing
     Gb        E        Abm           Bb
To tremble by now and beginning to resemble
     D7        Bbm7             F
The hands of a man he used to know

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