Twelve - Thirty

twelve thirty : the mamas and papas . #20 in 1967 . ( capo 1st fret . ) #1 . Am D G G7 C G i used to live in new york city . Am Dm G G7 C G everything there was dark and dirty . Am F G G7 D# G outside my window was a steeple , Am Fm G G7 G G7 with a clock that always said twelve - thirty . Chorus : C G young girls are coming to the canyon , F Fm G G7 and in the mornings i can see them walking . C G i can no longer keep my blinds drawn , F Fm C and i can’t keep myself from talking . #2 . Am D G G7 C G at first , so strange , to feel so friendly . Am Dm G G7 C G to say good morning and really mean it . Am F G F D# G to feel these changes happening in me , Am Fm G G7 G G7 but not to notice till i feel it . Chorus : C G young girls are coming to the canyon , F Fm G G7 and in the mornings i can see them walking . C G i can no longer keep my blinds drawn , F Fm C and i can’t keep myself from talking . #3 . Am D G G7 C G cloudy waters cast no reflection . Am Dm G G7 C G images of beauty lie there stagnant . Am F G F D# G vibrations bounce in no direction , Am Fm G G7 G G7 and lie there shattered into fragments . Chorus : C G young girls are coming to the canyon , F Fm G G7 and in the mornings i can see them walking . C G i can no longer keep my blinds drawn , F Fm C and i can’t keep myself from talking . ( fade . ) a sixties smash from kraziekhat .