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From: wvaughan@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu (William Vaughan)
Subject: Re: Saturday Boy - Billy Bragg

Capo at the 2nd fret here.  Here are the chrds

D     x5777xx (so this is actually an E)
D/C#  x4777xx
A     577655
G     355433
Bm    xx4432
A(*)  x0222x
D5    xx023x
G(*)  320003

D          D/C#       A         G A   D
I'll never forget the first day I met her

     D/C#                  A         G   A
That September morning was clear and fresh

D           D/C#       A            G  A
The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes

        D                  D/C#              A              G A
and the way she rubbed her dress against the edge of my desk


(same as first verse)
She became a magic mystery to me and we'd
sit together in double history twice a week
and some days we'd walk the same way home
and its surprising how quick a little rain can clear the streets

(chorus)
Bm                     A(*)   D5
I dreamed of her in my bed of dreams

Bm                      G(*)
but that was all that I ever tasted

Bm                      A(*) D5
she lied to me with her body you see

      G    F#  E  G  F#   E   G  F#   E  B  A  (  (<---these are notes on the
and I lied to myself bout the chances I wasted      low E and A strings)


(same as first verse except where noted)
The times we were close were few and far between
in the darkness of the dances of the school cantene
did she close her eyes as I did when we held each other tightly

D (hold)                                     G  A
and lalalalalalalalala..... means I love you


(flute solo over verse chords, whistle if you've got the chops :) )


(same)
She danced with me and I still hold that memory soft and sweet
and eyes stared out the window as I walked down her street
but I never made the first team, I just made the first team laugh
and she never came to the phone, she was always in the bath


Bm                      A(*)  D5
In the end it took me a dic - tionary

Bm                     G(*)
to find the meaning of unrequited

Bm                   A(*)    D5
while she was giving herself for free

     G  F# E  G     F# E  G  F# E B  A ( (<--- again single notes on low E and A)
at a party to which I was never invited


(same)
I never understood my feeling then and I
hide my humble hopes now
Thinking back, she made us want her
A girl not old enough to shave her legs