INTRO:
D A G G
F#m A G G

VERSE:
      D               A        G
I'm a drunkard, I'm a loser, a talker
      D            A              G
I'm a dreamer with conquered grey eyes
      D             A              Em   G
I'm a young man who sweats out the DT's
           Em         A         D
There's no love to be made here now

D A G G
I had a girl with no eyes but for Paris 
D A G G
And a man with with an antique bassoon
D A Em G
And while she pulls at my heart strings for the lack of fresh blood
Em A7 Bm A (walkdown)
There's no love to be made here now
Em A7 D (walkdown)
There's no love to be made here now

CHORUS:
Bm         F#
Last call, drink up
F#m     F
Go home fools
           C          G
Blinded by liquor and fear of an 
Bm            F#
Old life with no love
F#m       F
No one to hold you and tell you 
     C           G           A    Dsus2 A7
This love was triumphant and pure

VERSE:
Well, she walks with the legs of a dancer
D A7 G G
Where it's forever ten minutes to two
At last call, she swoons to an old rain dog tune
There'll be love to be made here now
So I will lie here awake in my bed
Until the children have all gone to play
Then for two precious hours I will dream of a world 
Em A Bm G
Where there's love to be made here now
Em A D D
There's love to be made here now

CHORUS

INSTRUMENTAL VERSE 
(just like the first half of the first verse)

VERSE:
What of the girl in the painting
Where did her dear heart go?
Off in the hills with her fear and her wonder
There's no love to be made here now
Where is the boy in the plate glass
Where did his body go?
He gave it away to a north country harlot
There's no love to be made here now
There's no love to be made here now