Bloomsbury Blue

Em Nice old girls soak up the sun C Wondering who won the race they run Am Sad old boys suck on lager tins D Staggering past on tottering pins C Little kids play on the fountain by the square D G And the flower girl sells bunches by the pair Em Blue stocking blue a girl of high-legged renown C Strides past and through lacking only a gown Am Her mind is high her heels on the ground D Poetess of the ordinary her thoughts profound C Her eyes are bright her nose looks down D G The books she reads are her only sound Em And you know you can't have her You know it's not you Only the girls in the square G Know who is who Em Only the drunks by the fountain Know what to do D Only the kids on the benches can have G Bloomsbury blue Em Blue stocking blue makes tea in her flat C Wonders whether the day is right to wear a hat Am She calls a friend, stretches her calf D Too lovely to be, too beautiful by half C She falls on the bed and arches her back D G Closes her eyes and dreams of black Em And you know you can't have her You know it's not you Only the girls in the square G Know who is who Em Only the drunks by the fountain Know what to do D Only the kids on the benches can have G Bloomsbury blue Em See picture painters basking by the tree C The colours they use red blue and three Am The publican laughs as three men bet D The horses aren't running so they stay in debt C Newsprint for a bed, a dosser falls D G And somewhere close a tennis player calls D C Then the horses run and the old girls dance G Time for the fair and the games of chance D C Booze is falling like rain from the sky G And flowers lighten before they die D C Kids paint their faces and mamas laugh G While bloomsbury blue ties on her scarf D C She's on the square, she's by the park G She's in the light, she's in the dark Em And you know you can't have her You know it's not you Only the girls in the square G Know who is who Em Only the drunks by the fountain Know what to do D Only the kids on the benches can have G Bloomsbury blue Em Most of it's over she Emlies by the fire C Only she knows you Ccan't get much higher Am Than blue stocking blue a girl of Amhigh renown D Who seeks and finds without a sound Who uses the day as if it's the night Who passes you by never a sight C Who makes you shiver withCout knowing why D G Like bloomsbury blue is part of the sky