Capo IIIrd Fret
INTRO [D] [Dsus2] [C]
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
and the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
when the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree.
Inc[C]estuous ances[D]try's chara[C]banc r[D]ide,
s[C]pawning new m[D]illions throws the w[C]orld on its s[D]ide.
Su[G]pporting their[C] far-flung ill[G]usion, the n[Gm]ational cur[Cm7]se,
and [G]those with n[D]o sandwic[F]hes please g[C]et off the bu[D]s.
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
The excrement bubbles, the century's slime decays
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7)D [Dsus2]
and the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
it's under control and we'll soon be on our way
to a g[C]rand year for b[D]abies and q[C]uiz panel g[D]ames
of the ho[C]t hungry millio[D]ns you'll b[C]e sure to r[D]emain.
The natu[G]ral re[C]sources are dw[G]indling and n[Gm]o one grows o[Cm7]ld,
and th[G]ose with no [D]homes to go t[F]o, please d[C]ig yourself hol[D]es.
[C]We wandered through q[Am]uiet lands, felt the [G]first breath of [D]sn[Dsus2]ow.
[C]Searched for the last[Am] pigeon, sl[G]ate grey I've been to[D]ld[Dsus2] .
[C] [D] [G] [Em] [D] [Em] (1) [G]
Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh,
and left it to di[D]e.[Dsus2]
At o[Em]nce felt rem[G]orse and were to[D]uched by the l[C]oss of our o[D]wn,[Dsus2]
held its p[Em]oor broken h[G]ead in her ha[D]nds, dropped s[C]oft tears in the s[D]no[Dsus2]w,
and it's o[Dm]nly the ta[C]king that m[G]akes you -[Em] -- what you [D]are.
[C]Wond'ring al[Am]oud will a so[G]n one day be bor[D]n [Dsus2]
[C] [Am] [G] [D] [Dsus2] [Em] [D] [Dsus2] (2)
to share in our infancy in the child's path we've worn.
[C]In the aging secl[D]usion of this eart[G]h [Em] that our [D]birth did surpr[Em]ise [G]
we'll open his ey[D]es.
The same chords will work with Wondering Aloud
INTRO [D] [Dsus2] [C]
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
and the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
when the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree.
Inc[C]estuous ances[D]try's chara[C]banc r[D]ide,
s[C]pawning new m[D]illions throws the w[C]orld on its s[D]ide.
Su[G]pporting their[C] far-flung ill[G]usion, the n[Gm]ational cur[Cm7]se,
and [G]those with n[D]o sandwic[F]hes please g[C]et off the bu[D]s.
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
The excrement bubbles, the century's slime decays
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7)D [Dsus2]
and the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say
[Am] [Cmaj7] [G] [D] [F] (Fmaj7) [D] [Dsus2]
it's under control and we'll soon be on our way
to a g[C]rand year for b[D]abies and q[C]uiz panel g[D]ames
of the ho[C]t hungry millio[D]ns you'll b[C]e sure to r[D]emain.
The natu[G]ral re[C]sources are dw[G]indling and n[Gm]o one grows o[Cm7]ld,
and th[G]ose with no [D]homes to go t[F]o, please d[C]ig yourself hol[D]es.
[C]We wandered through q[Am]uiet lands, felt the [G]first breath of [D]sn[Dsus2]ow.
[C]Searched for the last[Am] pigeon, sl[G]ate grey I've been to[D]ld[Dsus2] .
[C] [D] [G] [Em] [D] [Em] (1) [G]
Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh,
and left it to di[D]e.[Dsus2]
At o[Em]nce felt rem[G]orse and were to[D]uched by the l[C]oss of our o[D]wn,[Dsus2]
held its p[Em]oor broken h[G]ead in her ha[D]nds, dropped s[C]oft tears in the s[D]no[Dsus2]w,
and it's o[Dm]nly the ta[C]king that m[G]akes you -[Em] -- what you [D]are.
[C]Wond'ring al[Am]oud will a so[G]n one day be bor[D]n [Dsus2]
[C] [Am] [G] [D] [Dsus2] [Em] [D] [Dsus2] (2)
to share in our infancy in the child's path we've worn.
[C]In the aging secl[D]usion of this eart[G]h [Em] that our [D]birth did surpr[Em]ise [G]
we'll open his ey[D]es.
The same chords will work with Wondering Aloud
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