Burning Of The Midnight Lamp

 

    F – Dm – Bb – C       F – dm – Bb - C

 

   F                                  Dm

1.      The morning is dead,    and the day is, too.

B                                                            E

    There's nothing left here to meet me,     but the velvet moon.

C                             G                       D

    All my loneliness I have felt today,   it`s like a little more than enough,

F                                                          - G

    to make a man throw himself away.

                          F-G                                  F - G           F-G     F–Dm–Bb–C

    And I continue    to burn the midnight lamp,   alone.

 

F                                                  Dm          

2.    Now the smiling portrait of you     is still hangin' on my frowning wall.

B                                                                   E

    It really doesn't, really doesn't bother me      too much at all.

C                                              G

    It's just the ever falling dust      that makes it so hard for me to see,

D

    that forgotten earring layin' on the floor,

F                                                    - G

    facing coldly towards the door.

                      F-G                                  F-G                   F-G     F–Dm–Bb–C

And I continue    to burn the midnight lamp, Lord, alone.

 

   F                                 Dm

3.      So here I sit to face        that same old fire place,

B                                                                 E

    gettin' ready for the same old explosion      goin' through my mind.

C                                                    G

     And soon enough time will tell,    about the circus in the wishing well.

D                                                                      F                                      - G

    And someone who will buy and sell for me,   someone to toll my bell.

                          F-G                                  F  - G                      F-G

    But I continue      to burn the midnight lamp,   Lord, alone.

              F-G                F            G               F        G

    Darlin'       can't ya hear me callin' you? So lonely.

      F                                    G        F     - G

    Gonna have to blow my mind, lonely.

 

    (Jimi Hendrix)