Every Picture Tells A Story

Rod Stewart

Transposer:

Intro: First Verse: Spent some time feelin inferior Standing in front of my mirror Combed my hair in a thousand ways But I came out looking just the same Daddy said son you better see the world I wouldnt blame you if you wanted to leave But remember one thing dont lose your head To a woman thatll spend your bread So I got out Paris was a place you could hide away If you felt you didnt fit in French police wouldnt give me no peace They claimed I was a nasty person Down along the left bank minding my own Was knocked down by a human stampede Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot When all I wanted was a cup of tea I was accused I moved on Down in rome I wasnt getting enough Of the things that keeps a young man alive My body stunk but I kept my funk At a time when I was right out of luck Getting desperate indeed I was Looking like a tourist attraction Oh my dear I better get out of here for the vatican dont give no sanction I wasnt ready for that no no I moved right out east yeah! On the peking ferry I was feeling merry Sailing on my way back here I fell in love with a slit eyed lady By the light of an eastern moon Shangai lil never used the pill She claimed that it just aint natural She took me up on deck and bit my neck Oh people I was glad I found her Oh yeah I was glad I found her I firmly believe that I didnt need anyone but me I sincerely thought I was so complete Look how wrong you can be The women Ive known I wouldnt let tie my shoe They wouldnt give you the time of day But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet God I was glad I found her And if they had the words I could tell to you To help you on the way down the road I couldnt quote you no dickens shelley or keats cause its all been said before Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off You didnt have to come here anyway So remember every picture tells a story dont it

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Mine For Me

Am, C, G, Dm, G#, Eb, Gm, F

Da ya think i`m sexy

Am, F, G, C, Dm

Alright For An Hour

F#m, G, A, D, E

Handbags And Gladrags

G, F, C, D, Em, A

Let me be your car

Fm7, F, Dm, Bb, Cm, Eb, C7, C

Still Love You

Am, C, G, F

I Was Only Joking

A, Amaj7, A7, D, Dm, E, A4, E4, F#m, Bm

When We Were The New Boys

C, G, F, Am, Dm

Hot Legs

G, C, D

Baby Jane

C, G, Am, F, Fm

La chanson évoque un voyage initiatique où le protagoniste explore le monde en quête de soi, tout en se heurtant à des désillusions et des rencontres imprévues. Il commence par se sentir peu sûr de lui, mais sa quête de liberté l'amène à Paris, puis à Rome, avant de se diriger vers l'Orient. À travers ces expériences, il découvre que l'amour peut le surprendre, notamment avec une femme énigmatique qui change sa perception de la vie. Le récit met en lumière les leçons apprises sur le chemin, illustrant que chaque expérience, même difficile, façonne notre histoire personnelle. Dans ce contexte, la chanson résonne comme un reflet des défis et des joies de la jeunesse, ainsi qu'une invitation à apprécier chaque moment de la vie.

Le Chansonnier