Black Madonna

| Bm    | G     | Em    | A  F#m |  2x


[Verse 1]
Bm                   G
  Soft glow on the city
                   Em                  A         F#m
She said, "There's no one here who can touch you now"
Bm                              G
  Caught the last flight out of A X
          Em              A        F#m
With your one-way ticket, New York-bound


[Pre-Chorus]
Bm             G
Climb so high, don't make a sound
Em                            A         F#m
Don't you forget what goes up must come down
Bm             G              Em     A
Climb so high, tell me how it feels


[Chorus]
                    Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em          A
Black Madonna, hallelujah
F#m                 Bm                G
Makes no difference here, so let's be real
        Em              A
Black Madonna, my black flower
F#m             Bm                   Em
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
A                 Bm                           Em
You're not havin' fun, I think that you should ride
A                   Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em             A     F#m
Black Madonna, my hallelujah


[Verse 2]
Bm                       G
  On the phone you sound shifty
                       Em     A          F#m
You say that you're at home, alone right now
Bm                              G
But in the background there's a muffled laugh
       Em                 A       F#m
As you spin that wool and pull it down


[Pre-Chorus]
Bm             G
Climb so high, don't hear a sound
Em                          A             F#m
Don't you forget what goes around, comes around
Bm             G              Em     A
Climb so high, tell me how to feel


[Chorus]
                    Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em          A
Black Madonna, hallelujah
F#m                 Bm                G
Makes no difference here, so let's be real
        Em              A
Black Madonna, my black flower
F#m             Bm                   Em
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
A                 Bm                         Em
Says it should be gone, at least it was this time
A                   Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em             A     F#m
Black Madonna, my hallelujah


[Interlude]
| Bm    | G     | Em    | A  F#m |
| Bm    | G     | Em    | A


[Chorus]
F#m                 Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em          A
Black Madonna, hallelujah
F#m                 Bm                G
Makes no difference here, so let's be real
        Em              A
Black Madonna, my black flower
F#m             Bm                   Em
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
A                 Bm                           Em
You're not havin' fun, I think that you should ride
A                   Bm          G
Call me when you're ready to be real
        Em             A     F#m   Bm
Black Madonna, my hallelujah