Words & music by Paul Simon 1989
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Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
D |G |C C/D |G Dm7|
And we will leave this loathsome little town
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C D |G |C C/D |G G9 |C C/D
Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my baby
|G |C C/D |G Dm7|
Silver foil to trim your wedding gown
C C/D|G |C C/G|G |D7 G D7|
G |C C/G|G | D7|
G |C C/D |G
It's true the tools of love wear down
Dm7 |C
Time passes
D |G
A mind wanders
|C C/D |G Dm7|
It seems mindless, but it does
C D |G |C C/D |G G9 |C C/D
Sometimes I see your face as if through reading glasses
|G |C C/D |G Dm7|
And your smile seems softer than it was
C C/D|G7 | | | | | |G | |D bass | |
G
Proof
|C
Some people gonna call you up
D |G |C D |
Tell you something that you already know
G
Proof
|C D
Sane people go crazy on you
|G
Say "No man, that was not
The deal we made
|C |D |
I got to go, I got to go"
G |
Faith
C D |G |
Faith is an island in the setting sun
C D |G |
But proof, yes
C D |G |C D |G |C D |G |C D |
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
G |C D |G |C D |
Helah, wahela a tonga he hela
G |C D |G |C D |
Helah, wahela a tonga he hela
G |C
My face, my race
D |G
Don't matter anymore
|C
My sex, my cheques
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Accepted at the door
G |C D |G |C
Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darling
D |G |C D |G |
And the sky is flecked with signs of hope
C D |G |C D |G |C
Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby
D |G |C D |G |C G |D bass | |
Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
G
Proof
|C D
Sane people go crazy on you
|G
Say "No man, that was not
The deal we made
|C |D |
I got to go, I got to go"
G |
Faith
C D |G |
Faith is an island in the setting sun
C D |G |
But proof, yes
C D |G |C D |G |C D |G |C D |
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
Repeat and fade:
G |C D |G |C D |
Helah, wahela a tonga he hela
G |C D |G |C D |
Helah, wahela a tonga he hela
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