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Date: 22 Dec 97 23:21:23 EST
From: Matthew Nordhaus 
Subject: CRD: b/barenaked_ladies/when_i_fall.crd

When I Fall - Barenaked Ladies
>From the Album "Born on a Pirate Ship"

Words by Steven Page and Ed Robertson
Music by Ed Robertson

Transcribed by Matthew Nordhaus
 Corrections Welcome!

CAPO 2 Chords indicated as capoed, not as absolute pitch)

INTRO:  D G A Bm D/F# G  (x2)

                       D      G     A                Bm      D/F#   G
I look straight in the window,       try not to look below

                D       G    A                    E    G
Pretend I'm not up here,          I try counting sheep

The sheep seem to shower, off this office tower
It's 9.8 straight down, I can't stop my knees.

CHORUS:
                Bm            A                   E       G
I wish I could fly, from this building, from this wall.

                Bm             A               E       G
And if I should try, would you catch me, if I fall. 


My hands clench the squeegee, a seclar rosary
Hang onto your wallet, hand onto your rings.
I can't look below me, something might throw me.
I curse at the windstorms, that October brings.

I look in the boardroom, a modern Pharaoh's tomb.
I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive
They line up at the window, peer down into limbo
Frightened of jumping, in case they survive.

                    G              A       
And I wish I could step, from this scaffold,

     Bm         D/F#      E        G
Onto soft green grass and shopping malls,

    G           A              Bm            A      D  
And bed, and my family, and my pastor and my grandfather
      E   G
Whose dead.

Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer
I look like a painter, behind all the grease.
But painting's creating, and I'm just erasing
A crystal clear canvas, is my masterpiece.

CHORUS x2

If I fall... (repeat)