Leif Vollebekk — Cairo Blues

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This song is in F# capo 4
To play along in D



Cairo Blues

[Intro]
D A G D D D A Bm A D
D D D

[Chorus]
D
Cairo, Cairo
D
Cairo is my, my baby's home
D
See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo
D                                   G
Sure don't dance, they don't dance alone

[Verse]
D                             G
Should have never lent you my 45,
A          D                      G
I guess my lesson is not to lend
G                          Bm        D
There's a big needle going over the line,
D                  G
And for a time you have a friend
Bm                                 A
But stone-cold silence in the room means the
A         D
record is at its end
G                         Bm
You're turning it over so many times,
           A                   D
It's never going back into its sleeve again
D
Yeah, there's two sides to every story
D                            G
But it seems like you've got ten
G          A                                    D
When I get no letters, it's the Cairo blues you send

[Chorus]
D
Cairo, Cairo
D
Cairo is my, my baby's home
D
See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo
D
Sure don't dance, they don't dance alone

[Verse]
Bm                             A
I never thought I’d live in a world
A                  D
With a picture of Napoleon and the sphinxs
G                      Bm                  D
I believe there’ll be a man in a suit and tie
D                          Bm
Introducing you to what he drinks
Bm                  D         A
He's answering your questions funny now
D
So you'll wonder how he thinks
Bm                             A
He sees his reflection in your skin,
A             D                   G
You're gonna see yours in a hotel sink
G                 D
Staring back, the Cairo blues it never blinks

[Chorus]
D
Cairo, Cairo
D
Cairo is my, my baby's home
D
See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo
D
Sure don't dance, they don't dance alone

[Verse]
D
Now, I'm looking at those thin winter trees
D                                          G
And they're looking like railings for the sky
D
I've got my bare hands in my coat pockets
D
And it's so cold that I could cry
D
When I see that forest falling, all I hear is firewood
D
And it's crackling louder than that record ever could
G                            D
But it don't drown out those Cairo blues for good

[Outro]
D
Cairo, Cairo
D
Cairo is my, my baby's home
D
See, women in Cairo, women in Cairo
D
They don't dance alone
D