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ralph mctell - claudia كلمات الأغنية

(c)friday evening (g)finds me in a (f)favourite bar of
(c)mine,
(c)drinking (g)with some (amin)friends with whom i
(f)like to spend my (c)time.
when (g)in comes john and he’s (dmin7)bleeding, from
his (f)mouth and from his chin,
i said (c)”my friend john, come (g)here and tell me
what kind of (f)trouble have you been (c)in.
you see friday evening finds me coming down to meet you
here,
i’ve got nothing more on my mind than a long cool gl-ss
of beer.
when these four guys that jumped me, and they did this
to my face.
and one of them shouted something about my colour and
my race.

oh (amin)no, i don’t want to be(f)lieve it, but there’s
this (amin)ringing that’s in my (f)ears,
and if it (c)wasn’t for the pain to (g)remind me again,
i swear i’d (f)have to break down in (c)tears.
and (amin)claudia’s from harlem, she warned it
(emin)wouldn’t do no good.
(amin)sitting with your safe friends when you
(emin)talk of brotherhood.
you (amin)”back-bar-revolutioneries” only (emin)talk
about what to do.
you end up (f)too drunk on your (dmin7)theories, to
(g)ever see then through.
oh no, i cannot believe it. has it really got this
late,
i can’t put the clock back, a few cool beers, and say
it’s all been a big mistake.

claudia’s from harlem, she’s an artist and she works,
she’s reflected all your sympathy, how can you ask for
hers.
too late for you to say now, you know just how she
feels.
while you fumble with your modelling clay, claudia
builds in steel.

and friday evening finds me stacked up drunk against
the wall,
will you hold on john, for i’m feeling bad and if you
slip we’ll both fall.
for john is as white as i am, and we both love
everyone.
i thought everybody must’ve known that by now, but they
have all gone home.
oh no, i cannot believe it. has it really got this
late,
i can’t put the clock back, a few cool beers, and say
it’s all been a big mistake.
oh no, i don’t want to believe it, but until the
ringing is in their ears,
they’re gonna swear to god they never thought those
things could happen here.

- ralph mctell

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