Cmaj7 D6 Em (x3)
Am7 D
Cmaj7 Bm Em
On a morning from a Bogart movie
Cmaj7 Bm Em
in a country where they turned back time
Cmaj7 Bm Em
you go strolling through the crowd like
Am7 D7
Peter Lorre contemplating a crime.
Cmaj7 Bm Em
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress
B C
running like a water color in the rain.
B Em
Don't bother asking for explanations.
Am7 D
She'll just tell you that she came
Cmaj7
in the Year of the Cat.
Cmaj7 D6 Em (x3)
Am7 D
Cmaj7 Bm Em
She doesn't give you time for questions
Cmaj7 Bm Em
as she locks up you arm in hers.
Cmaj7 Bm Em
And you follow 'til your sense of
Am7 D7
which direction completely disappears.
Cmaj7 Bm Em
By the blue-tiled walls near the market stalls
B C
there's a hidden door she leads you to.
B Em
"These days," she says, "I feel my life just
Am7 D
like a river running through
Cmaj7
the Year of the Cat."
Cmaj7 D6 Em (x3)
Am7 D
(lead-in: D instead of D7)
B C
Well she looks at you so cooly
G D
and her eyes shine like the moon
in the sea.
B C
She comes in incense and pathchouli
G F
so you take her to find what's
C/E D
waiting inside
Cmaj7
the Year of the Cat.
Cmaj7 D6 Em (few times)
Am7 D
Cmaj7 Bm Em
Well morning comes and you're still with her
Cmaj7 Bm Em
and the bus and the tourists are gone.
Cmaj7 Bm Em
And you've thrown away your choice and
Am7 D7
lost your ticket so you have to stay on.
Cmaj7 Bm Em
But the drumbeat strains of the night
B C
remain in the rhythm of the newborn day.
B Em
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
Am7 D
but for now you're gonna stay
Cmaj7
in the Year of the Cat.
Cmaj7 D6 Em (x3)
Am7 D
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