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February 8th 2001, 7.52pm

PRIVATE HELL by THE JAM

Written by Paul Weller

From the LP `Setting Sons` (Polydor, 1979)

The other version on here is transcribed a semitone too high,
so hopwfully this is the correct version.

Chords used:

Em7: x79787 Am: 577555
C: 8-10-10-9-8-8 A: 577655
D: 10-12-12-11-10-10 Bm: 799777
Em7*: 12-14-12-12-12-12
G: 355433

N.C. (Em7)

Em7

Em7
Closer than close - you see yourself -
C Em7
A mirrored image - of what you what you wanted to be.

Em7
As each day goes by - a little more -
C Em7
You can`t remember - what it was you wanted anyway.

Em7
The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space -
C D
Your ageing face - the face that once was so beautiful,
C D
Is still there but unrecognisable.
Em7*
Private hell. Private Hell.

N.C. (Em7)

Em7
The man who you once loved - is bald and fat -
C Em7
And seldom in - working late as usual.

Em7
Your interest has waned - you feel the strain -
C D
The bed springs snap - on the occasions he lies upon you -
C D
Close your eyes and think of nothing but -
Em7*
Private hell. Private Hell.

G Am G Am
Think of Emma - wonder what she`s doing -
G Am G Am
Her husband Terry - and your grandchildren.

A Bm A Bm
Think of Edward - who`s still at college -
A Bm
You send him letters - which he doesn`t acknowledge.

Em7
`Cause he don`t care.

They don`t care.

C D Em7*
`Cause they`re all going through - their own - Private Hell. Private Hell.

N.C. (Em7)

Em7
The morning slips away - in a valium haze -
C Em7
And catalogues - and numerous cups of coffee.

Em7
In the afternoon - the weekly food,
C Em7
Is put in bags - as you float off down the high street.

Em7
The shop windows reflect - play a nameless host,
C D
To a clost ghost - a picture of your fantasy -
C D Em7*
A victim of your misery - and Private Hell. Private Hell.

N.C. (Em7*)
Alone at 6 o`clock - you drop a cup -
Em7
You see it smash - inside you crack -
C
You can`t go on - but you sweep it up.

D Em7*
Safe at last inside your Private Hell.
C D Em7*
Sanity at last inside your Private Hell.
Em7
Sanity at last inside your Private Hell.

Em7
Private Hell. (x11 and fade)

and I don`t know what Paul says right at the end - but if anyone knows
please tell me!

heliocentric@breathe.com
February 8th 2001, 7.52pm

PRIVATE HELL by THE JAM

Written by Paul Weller

From the LP `Setting Sons` (Polydor, 1979)

The other version on here is transcribed a semitone too high,
so hopwfully this is the correct version.

Chords used:

Em7: x79787 Am: 577555
C: 8-10-10-9-8-8 A: 577655
D: 10-12-12-11-10-10 Bm: 799777
Em7*: 12-14-12-12-12-12
G: 355433

N.C. (Em7)

Em7

Em7
Closer than close - you see yourself -
C Em7
A mirrored image - of what you what you wanted to be.

Em7
As each day goes by - a little more -
C Em7
You can`t remember - what it was you wanted anyway.

Em7
The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space -
C D
Your ageing face - the face that once was so beautiful,
C D
Is still there but unrecognisable.
Em7*
Private hell. Private Hell.

N.C. (Em7)

Em7
The man who you once loved - is bald and fat -
C Em7
And seldom in - working late as usual.

Em7
Your interest has waned - you feel the strain -
C D
The bed springs snap - on the occasions he lies upon you -
C D
Close your eyes and think of nothing but -
Em7*
Private hell. Private Hell.

G Am G Am
Think of Emma - wonder what she`s doing -
G Am G Am
Her husband Terry - and your grandchildren.

A Bm A Bm
Think of Edward - who`s still at college -
A Bm
You send him letters - which he doesn`t acknowledge.

Em7
`Cause he don`t care.

They don`t care.

C D Em7*
`Cause they`re all going through - their own - Private Hell. Private Hell.

N.C. (Em7)

Em7
The morning slips away - in a valium haze -
C Em7
And catalogues - and numerous cups of coffee.

Em7
In the afternoon - the weekly food,
C Em7
Is put in bags - as you float off down the high street.

Em7
The shop windows reflect - play a nameless host,
C D
To a clost ghost - a picture of your fantasy -
C D Em7*
A victim of your misery - and Private Hell. Private Hell.

N.C. (Em7*)
Alone at 6 o`clock - you drop a cup -
Em7
You see it smash - inside you crack -
C
You can`t go on - but you sweep it up.

D Em7*
Safe at last inside your Private Hell.
C D Em7*
Sanity at last inside your Private Hell.
Em7
Sanity at last inside your Private Hell.

Em7
Private Hell. (x11 and fade)

and I don`t know what Paul says right at the end - but if anyone knows
please tell me!

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