Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: F#

This song is in the key of F#, but I don't like playing
 it on such ahigh-pitched harp.  I couldn't tab it an 
octave lower, and did notwant to tab it for a 
chromatic, so I just play it on a lower-pitchedharp as 
since the proper key is not important for private 
playing.

On other verses, you'll just have to match the 
syllables best youcan.

Verse:
 6    -7  -7   -7
Well I'll be damned

-8     8    -9    8   -7 -7
Here comes your ghost a-gain

-7   -7     7  -7 7  6 6
But that's not un-us-u-al

 6     6   -6   7   6   -5  -5
It's just that the moon is full

-4   4   -4  4    -3  4
And you hap-pened to call

 6   -7 -7 -7
And here I sit

 -8  8  -9  8  -7  -7
Hand on the te-le-phone

 -7   7 -7   7    6    6
Hear-ing a voice I'd known

6   6   -6  7    6    -5   5 -5
A coup- le of  light years a-go

 -4   4     -4     4 -3  4
Head-ing straight for a fall

6 -7 -7  -7 -7   -7   -7
As I re-mem-ber your eyes

-7   -8  8  -9    8  -7    -7
Were blu-er than rob-in's eggs

-7 -7 -6 -7 -7  -6 -5 -5   -5
My poet-ry was lou-sy you said

  6   -6   7   6  -5   -5
Where are you cal-ling from?

4  -5   4   4   4   4
A booth in the mid-west

-7   -7  -7 -7
Ten years a-go

-7   -8    8   -9    8   -7
I  bought you some cuff-links

-7    -6    -6  -6    6
You brought me some-thing

6   6    -6   7     6   -5  -5   -5
We both know what mem-‘ries can bring

 4    -4    5   -4   -3   4
They bring dia-monds and rust

Verse:
Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed

Bridge:
 7  7 -8  -8   -8   -8
Now I see you stand-ing

 -8   -8     -8    -8  -8  -8  -8
With brown leaves fall-ing a-round

-8   -8  7   -7   7
And snow in your hair

-7    8     -8  -8  -8  -8   -8 -8
Now you're smil-ing out the win-dow

-8  -8   -8  7  -7  7
Of that crum-my ho-tel

-8 -8  -8   7  -7    7
O-ver Wash-ing-ton Square

 7    7     -7   -7   -7    -7
Our breath comes out white clouds

  -7 -7  -7   -7   7  -6   7
Ming-les and hangs in the air

  7    7    -7   -7 -7  -7
Speak-ing strict-ly for me

-7  -7   -7    -7   -7   7   -6   7
We both could have died then and there

Verse:
Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid