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From: William Vaughan 
Date: Sat, 16 Sep 1995 10:18:22 -0400 (EDT)


Here's Red Shoes by Elvis Costello.  I was surprised not to find this in the
archieves, so I took a shot at it - if someone wants to make corrections (esp.
someone with the songbook), go for it.


Intro  E   A   E   Esus4

E
Oh I used to be disgusted

          G#m
and now I try to be amused.

                E
But since their wings have got rusted,

              A            B           E    
you know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.

e   f#    g#  A                               E
But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain,

              A                     E
that's when I knew that I could not refuse.

            B                      A                        E   Esus4 E
And I won't get any older, now the angels wanna wear my red shoes.





A                           B       E
I was watching while you're dancing away.

B                             A        E
Our love got fractured in the echo and sway.

A                           B       E
How come everybody wants to be your friend?

G#m                                     B
You know that it still hurts me just to say it.




E
Oh, I know that she's disgusted (oh why's that)

            G#m
Cause she's feeling so abused. (oh that's too bad)

         E
She gets tired of the lust, (oh I'm so sad)

            B
but it's so hard to refuse.

            A
How can you say that I'm too old,

         E           B      A       E     E Esus4 E
when the angels have stolen my red shoes.


A                         B       E
Oh, I said "I'm so happy, I could die."

B                               A            E
She said "Drop dead," then left with another guy.

A                             B              E
That's what you get if you go chasing after vengeance.

G#m                                  B
Ever since you got me punctured this has been my sentence.

*same as first four lines in first stanza and repeat on the chords for extra
lines*
Oh I used to be disgusted
and now I try to be amused.
But since their wings have got rusted,
you know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.
Red shoes, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.