[Intro]
[Strophe]
         G 
Well, my friends are gone, and my hair is grey, I ache in the places where I used to play 
        C                                  G 
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on 
         D                   C                   G 
I'm just paying my rent everyday in the Tower of Song
[Strophe]
  G 
I said to Hank Williams: "How lonely does it get?", Hank Williams hasn't answered yet 
      C                           G 
But I hear him coughing all night long 
  D                      C                G 
A hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song
[Strophe]
      G 
I was born like this, I had no choice, I was born with the gift of a golden voice 
    C                                    G 
And twenty-seven angels from the great beyond 
     D                           C                    G 
They tied me to this table right here in the Tower of Song
[Strophe]
           G 
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll, I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all 
    C                                         G 
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong 
           D                    C                    G 
They don't let a woman kill you, not in the Tower of Song
[Strophe]
            G 
Now you can say that I've grown bitter, but of this you may be sure: the rich have got their channels 
                                           C                                    G 
In the bedrooms of the poor, and there's a mighty judgment coming, but I may be wrong 
             D                      C                G 
You see, you hear these funny voices in the Tower of Song
[Pont]
Em                          D             Em                       D 
  I see you standing on the other side, I don't know how the river got so wide 
  C                         G 
I loved you, baby, way back when 
            Em                          D                       Em                    D 
And all the bridges are burning that we might've crossed, but I feel so close to everything that we lost 
      C                                   D 
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again
[Strophe]
  G 
I bid you farewell, don't know when I'll be back, they're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track 
              C                                     G 
But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after I'm gone 
        D                              C                      G 
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song
[Strophe]
         G 
Yeah, my friends are gone, and my hair is grey, I ache in the places where I used to play 
        C                                  G 
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on 
         D                   C                   G 
I'm just paying my rent everyday in the Tower of Song