Too Late acordes

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G
Whether there was a murder
D                     Em
I don't know, I can't say,
      C                    G   C/G  G  C/G
I was visiting a friend in jail 
           G
There were only two women
       D
at the scene at the time
Em                         C
 Neither one of them saw a thing,
                  G             C/G  G
both of them were wearing veils
                   C           C4
They said it was a natural situation
        C
that he reached too high,
           C4       C    : C4 C :
tumbled back to the ground
                   D
You know what they say about
                    D4       D
being nice to people on the way up,
                          G                Am
sooner or later you might meet them coming down 
           G                     Em
Well, it's too late to bring him back
          C
Too late, too late, too late,
D                     G              C/G   G  C/G
Too late, too late to bring him back
         G
He had a brother named Paul
        D                  Em
hangin' out at the Café Royal
              C              G
where all the company is mixed
G
Pretty to look at,
   D
he wants someone to throw the book at
Em
 but you know he drinks,
    C                  G
and drinks can be fixed 
        C
Sing me one more song
           C4
about your summer romance
   C
Or maybe that one about your
C4                            : C C4 :
one-night stand with Errol Flynn
         D
In these times of compassion
        D4
when conformity's in fashion
D
Say one more stupid thing to me
  G              Am
before the final nail's driven in
              G                     Em
You know it's too late to bring him back
C                   D                     G
Too late, Too late, Too late to bring him back
    G
Dr  Silverspoon
         D
from the Ecstasy Ballroom
Em              C
 He's a retired businessman
              G
who feeds off everyone he's touched
         G
He gives money to the church,
       E
to foundations of research
Em
 He's not someone you can
C                     G
 play around with too much
          C
There's a Rosetta Blake
      C4                      C
who's been to both sides of the lake
                       C4         C
she's rough to look at but she's fit
                D                 D4
She'll feed you coconut bread and spiced buns in bed
        D
and you won't have to worry about
D7                Am
sleepin' with you head face down in the plate 
         G                     Em
But it's too late to bring him back
C                   D
Too late, Too late, Too late,
              G
it's too late to bring him back
      G                D
Gonna arrange to see a man tonight
      Em                   C
He'll tell you some secret things
                            G
that you think might open some doors
       G                     D
How to enter in the gates of paradise?
    Em
No, not really 
       C                   G
More like going crazy from carrying
               C/G              G  C/G
a burden never meant to be yours
         C                          C4         C
From the stage they'll be doing the bumps and the grinds

A whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand

say "Well, boys - thanks!"
             D                        D4
They like to take all this money from sin,
      D
build big castles to study in,
              D7           Am                            D7
They'll sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss bank
           G                     Em
Well, it's too late to bring him back
C                   D
Too late, Too late, Too late,
                 G             C/G   G    C/G
it's too late to bring him back

G
They got some serious people out there, man
Em
they can ring your bell and show you
                     G
how to hold your tongue 
G
They don’t come to party, man,
 Em
they kill babies in the crib and say:

                     G
“Only the good die young ”
C
They don’t believe in mercy,
C4
and judgement on them
C                          C4
is something you’ll never see 
D
They can put your face on a postage stamp,
          D4
turn your home into an armed camp,
D           G                    Am
any way they want you, that’s the way you’ll be

G                     Em
But it's too late to bring him back
C                   D
Too late, Too late, Too late,
              G
it's too late to bring him back

G                         Em
Yes, I guess I loved him too,
                                         G
I still see him in my mind, climbin’ that hill
C                 C4
Or was it a wall?
              C
I don’t recall,
C4                                         C
It don’t matter all all, honey, and it never will 
D                         D4
Ain’t nothin’ left here, partner,
D                     D4                           D
just the dust of fools that have left their mark in spades 
D                            D4
From now on, this’ll be where you’re from
D                  D4          D
Let the dead bury the dead  Your time will come
                     G                     Am
Feel that hot iron glowing now as you raise the shade

G                     Em
But it's too late to bring him back
C                   D
Too late, Too late, Too late,
              G
it's too late to bring him back