VERSE 1:
On a Cmaj7morning from a BmBogart moEmvie
in a Cmaj7country where they Bmturned back timEme
you go Cmaj7strolling through the cBmrowd likeEm Peter Lorre contempAm7lating a crime.D7
She comes Cmaj7out of the Bmsun in a silk Emdress
running like a Bwater color in the Crain.
Don't bother Basking for Emexplanations.
She'll just Am7tell you that she cameD in the Year of the Cat.
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VERSE 2:
She Cmaj7doesn't give you Bmtime for quesEmtions
as she Cmaj7locks up you Bmarm in hers.Em And you Cmaj7follow 'til your Bmsense ofEm which direction comAm7pletely disappears.D7
By the Cmaj7blue-tiled wBmalls near the Emmarket stalls
there's a Bhidden door she leads youC to.
"These days," she Bsays, "I Emfeel my life just
like a Am7river running through
the Year of the Cat."
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BRIDGE: (lead-in: D instead of D7)
Well she Blooks at you so cooCly
and her Geyes shine like the Dmoon
in the sea.
She comes in Bincense and pathchoCuli
so you Gtake her to Ffind what's
C/Ewaiting insideD the Year of the Cat.
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VERSE 3:
Well Cmaj7morning comes and Bmyou're still with Emher
and the Cmaj7bus and the touBmrists are Emgone.
And you've Cmaj7thrown away your choBmice andEm lost your ticket so you Am7have to stay onD7.
But the Cmaj7drumbeat strainsBm of the nightEm remain in the Brhythm of the newborn Cday.
You know someBtime you're Embound to leave her
but for Am7now you're gonna stayD in the Year of the Cat.
