My Death tab - david bowie

From: rose@physun.cis.mcmaster.ca (Geordie Rose)
Subject: MY DEATH by Jaques Brel/David Bowie.

	Ok. Am I crazy or what. There is this song on David Bowie's
Ziggy Stardust : The Movie (live) called My Death, it is a cover
of a Jacques Brel song apparently. It is the coolest acoustic song,
yet I can find it nowhere in netland. I have tried to tab it myself,
but I am just a beginner and I fear that it is being played in
some wierd tuning (very minor-gothic sound).

	If you haven't heard this song, check it out, its worth the
price of the cassette itself. I will include here the lyrics so that
someone may be inspired to help me out.

			MY DEATH -- David Bowie
			-----------------------

My Death waits like
	and older wine
So confident
	I'll go his way
Whistles ahead
	and the passing time

My Death waits like
	a beggar blind
Who sees the world
	through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime
	for the passing time

My Death waits there
	between your thighs
Your cool fingers
	will close my eyes
Let's pick lilacs for
	the passing time....

But whatever lies
	behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or Devil
	I don't care
For in front of that door
	there is you

My Death waits there
	among the flowers
Where the blackest shadow
	blackest shadow cowers
Let's not think about
	the passing time

My Death waits there
	in a double bed
Sailors of oblivion
	at my head
So pull up the sheets against
	the passing time....

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David Bowie - My Death - live 1973
David Bowie's cover of Jacques Brel's song "My Death" at his last gig as Ziggy Stardust in 1973.

David Bowie My Death
David Bowie My Death This is one of Bowie's songs that I really love. It has got a true meaning. Actually it isn't written by him but he sings it with his own, special and unique way. I think he has the most beautiful blue eyes, he is very talented and a legendary glam rock singer. Really glad to had the chance to hear to his work and feel all the feelings that he want to pass to his fans. I love his persona Ziggy Stardust. Some people like him, some others not. The reason is one: If you decide to listen Bowie's songs you have to be able to find the hidden, true meaning of the lyrics and then take a trip to his world. It is a strange world but that's the thing that makes David being special and unique. David I am a true fan, thanks for giving me a chance to dream...

David Bowie ft. Mike Garson - My Death (Live)
David Bowie performs a haunting version of My Death live on the GQ Awards show. Featuring Mike Garson on Piano.

David Bowie (Ziggy Stardust) My Death
My Death

David Bowie My Death ( In Loving Memory of Les Paul)
*Just heard the tragic news an hour ago another one of our legend (Les Paul) had passed away today....the world will miss him dearly. Video inspired from Dante's Divine Comedy and poem from Virginia Eliza Clemm Poe (aka Annabel Lee). Her first and last poem ever written and was dedicated to Edgar Allan Poe just shorty before her death. Ever with thee I wish to roam Dearest my life is thine. Give me a cottage for my home And a rich old cypress vine, Removed from the world with its sin and care And the tattling of many tongues. Love alone shall guide us when we are there Love shall heal my weakened lungs; And Oh, the tranquil hours we'll spend, Never wishing that others may see! Perfect ease we'll enjoy, without thinking to lend Ourselves to the world and its glee Ever peaceful and blissful we'll be ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- David Bowie - My Death Lyrics My death waits like an old roué So confident, I'll go his way Whistle to him and the passing time My death waits like a bible truth At the funeral of my youth We drank for that and the passing time My death waits like a witch at night As surely as our love is bright Let's not think of the passing time But whatever lies behind the door There is nothing much to do Angel or devil, I don't care For in front of that door, there is you My death waits like a beggar blind Who sees the world through an unlit mind Throw him ...