Morningside chords

[INTRO]
[B7] xxxx [E] xxx [B7] xxxx [E] xxx

[VERSE]
[B7] xxxx Morningside, the [E] xxx old man died,
and n[B7]oxxx one cried, they s[E]implyx turned away.
And wh[A]enx he died, he left a table made of na[E]ilsx and pride,
and with his hands he carved these w[B7]ordsx inside; "For my c[E]hildren."x

[VERSE]
[B7] xxxx Morning light, [E] morningx bright,
I spe[B7]ntxx the night with drea[E]msx that make you weep.
Mor[A]ningx time, wash away the sadness from these ey[E]esx of mine,
for I recall the words the ol[B7]dxxx man signed; "For my chi[E]ldren."x

[CHORUS]
(spoken)
[A]Andx the legs were shaped with his hands,
[E]andx the top made of oaken wood,
[B7]andx the children that sat around this great table
touched with their laughter, a[E]h,x and that was good.

[VERSE]
[B7] xxxx Morningside, a[E]nxx old man died,
and no [B7] onex cried, he sur[E]elyx died alone.
And truth [A] xxx is sad, for not a child would claim the g[E]iftx he had,
the words he carved became his e[B7]pitaph;x "For my chi [E] ldren."x

[OUTRO]
[B7] xxxx [E] xxx [B7] xxxx [E] xxx