____________________ / Rufus Wainwright / I think this song obviously is about a crush on his / The Art Teacher / art teacher. I love especially the second verse for / Want Two / it's line "And never could I tell him it was him". /___________________/ Do I have to reapeat that Rufus is simply a genious? ;) Intro: _E_A_D_G_B_E_ | Ebm/F# | Ebm/F# | Ebm/F# | Ebm/F# | | | | | | | | | Ebm/Gb | x 9 8 8 7 x | | | Bb/F | x 8 8 7 6 x | 1st Verse: | | | Ebm/F# | Ebm/F# | Bb/F | Bb/F | Bbdim/E | x 7 8 6 5 x | | | | Bbdim/E | Bbdim/E | Eb7sus4 | Eb7 | Eb7sus4 | x 6 6 6 4 x | | | | B/Eb | B/Eb | Gb | Gb | Eb7 | x 6 5 6 4 x | | | | Abm | Abm | Abm A Abm | F# | B/D# | x 6 4 4 4 x | | | Gb | 2 4 4 3 2 2 | | | 2nd & 3rd Verse: Abm | 4 6 6 4 4 4 | similar to 1st verse, and extended with this: | | A | 5 7 7 6 5 5 | | Abm | Abm | Abm | Abm | |_____________| _____________ | F# | F# | F# | F# | | | Abm7 | x x 6 8 7 7 | | | Bb/Ab | x x 6 7 6 6 | French Horn Interlude: | | similar to 1st verse, and extended with one | Gb | B/A | x x 7 8 7 7 | | | Bb | x x 8 7 6 6 | | | Bridge: A | x x 7 6 5 5 | | Ebm/F# | Ebm/F# | Abm7 | Abm7 | | | Abm(add9) | x11 8 8 0 x | | Bb/Ab | Bb/Ab | B/A Bb A | | | B/Gb | x 9 9 8 7 x | | Abm(add9) | Abm(add9) | | | Ab7 | x x 6 8 7 8 | | B/F# | B/F# | Ab7 | Ab7 | | | Abdim7 | x x 6 7 7 7 | | Abdim7 | E7 | -/D | -/C# -/B | | | E7 | x 7 6 7 5 x | 5/4 | | | Gb(add-13) | Gb(add-13) | E7/D | x 5 6 7 5 x | *check out the fill for these two bars | | E7/Db | x 4 6 7 5 x | | | E7/B | 7 x 6 7 5 x | 4th Verse: | | similar to 2nd & 3rd verse, but hold the Gb(add-13) | 2 4 4 3 3 x | | Eb7 | for four bars and end after the |_|_|_|_|_|_|_| second bar of | Gb | 4/4 5/4 F#(add-13) F#(add-13) + + + + + + + + + |---10-9---------------|-----------------------| |--------11------------|-----------------------| |-----------11---------|-----------------------| |-4------------12-11-8-|-----------------------| |----------------------|-9---------------------| |-2--------------------|---10---9---6---2------| LYRICS ********* There I was in uniform Looking at the art teacher I was just a girl then Never have I loved since then He was not that much older than I was He had taken our class to the Metropolitan Museum He asked us what our favourite work of art was And never could I tell it was him Oh, I wish I could tell him Oh, I wish I could have told him I looked at the Rubens and Rembrandts I liked the John Singer Sargents He told me he liked Turner Never have I turned since then No, never have I turned to any other man All this having been said I married an executive company head All this having been done A Turner - I own one And here I am in this uniformish, pant-suit sort of thing Thinking of the art teacher I was just a girl then Never have I loved since then No, never have I loved any other man Jon Sebastian Frederiksen - 22nd /June /09 Just mail me at Maitinin@gmail.com with questions, comments and corrections!