Cmaj7 D Em (3x) Am7 D7 Cmaj7 Bm Em 1. On a morning from a Bogart movieCmaj7 Bm Em in a country where they turned back timeCmaj7 Bm Em you go strolling through the crowd likeAm7 D7 Peter Lorre contemplating a crime.Cmaj7 Bm Em She comes out of the sun in a silk dressB C running like a water color in the rain.B Em Don't bother asking for explanations.Am7 D She'll just tell you that she came in the Year of the Cat.Cmaj7 D Em (3x) Am7 D7 2. She doesn't give you time for questions as she locks up you arm in hers. And you follow 'til your sense of which direction completely disappears. By the blue-tiled walls near the market stalls there's a hidden door she leads you to. "These days," she says, "I feel my life just like a river running through the Year of the Cat."Cmaj7 D Em (3x) Am7 D7 B C *: Well she looks at you so coolyG D and her eyes shine like the moon in the sea.B C She comes in incense and pathchouliG F so you take her to find what'sC/E D waiting inside the Year of the Cat.Cmaj7 D Em (3x) Am7 D7 3. Well morning comes and you're still with her and the bus and the tourists are gone. And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket so you have to stay on. But the drumbeat strains of the night remain in the rhythm of the newborn day. You know sometime you're bound to leave her but for now you're gonna stay in the Year of the Cat.Cmaj7 D Em (3x) Am7 D7