Philby Rory Gallagher Cm-Bb-G# G#-G#-G-Cm Cm (chords that go round all the time) Now ain`t it strange that I feel like Philby, There`s a stranger in my soul. I`m lost in transit in a lonesome city, I can`t come in from the cold. I`m deep in action on a secret mission, Contact`s broken down, Time drags by, I`m above suspicion, There`s a voice on the telephone. CHORUS: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. (2-times) Well, it sure is dark in this clockwork city, Contact`s never gonna show. I`ve got a code which can`t be broken, My eyes never seem to close. Well, I`m standing here in the silent city, Shadows falling down, I`m disconnected but I don`t need pity, The night`s gonna burn on slow. CHORUS Now, ain`t it funny that I feel like Philby, A stranger on a foreign shore. I`ve got my plans and I must move quickly, There`s a knock upon the door. Still in transit and I`m close to danger, My cover can`t be blown, It`s getting strange and it`s getting crazy, Tell me, what is going on? CHORUS G G# D# G# G G# Bb Four o`clock and nothin`s moving, Six o`clock and the daylight`s stirring, Morning comes, must be moving on. All night long my mind`s been burning, Makes me feel such a long, long way from home..home. Now ain`t it strange that I feel like Philby, There`s a stranger in my soul. I`m lost in transit in a lonesome city, I can`t come in from the cold.