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The Tower
Words and music: Chris de Burgh
Album: Spanish Train and Other Stories (1975)
Capo : III
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F# : 244322
DA great Lord came walking through the Dmaj7forest one morning with a weapoGn in his hand D
Rich was his castle, he Dmaj7lacked for nothing, Gkilling was his Aplan
When a Bmwhite bird flew by, she F#mfell from the sky
GNothing was Dfound, only Emblood on the Aground
She was Dgone
DCursing his fortune, he Dmaj7turned to the forest to Gkill once aDgain
Standing before him was a Dmaj7lovely young woman with her Ghand hung in Apain
When he Bmsaw her, his eyes were F#mfilled with desire
He Gsaid "I Dmust have Emher, she musAt be mine.
She will be Dmine."
DHe offered her silver, he Dmaj7offered her gold but she Gthrew it on the Dground
He fell to his knees and he Dmaj7begged her, "Oh please come wiGth me, what you wish will Abe found"
She said, Bm"Sire, I'll go if yF#mou'll put up your bow
And Gspare these Dcreatures, Emleave them in Apeace
You have no F#need"
But her Emwords were Alost in the Dwind
His Geyes were Dfixed on a Aqueen
And Bmall he saw was a F#mwoman but Emall she Awas, was a Ddream
BmOh F#mOh GAh BmAh GDaDaDa DDaDaDa EmDa A
BmAll he saw was a F#mwoman and Emall she Awas, was a Ddream
DHe took her and bound her with Dmaj7ropes tied around her, to his castle he dGid ride D
In the wood was a bower where Dmaj7stood an old tower and he Gthrew her deep inAside
And the Bmbirds left the sky and a F#mterrible cry
Brought Gthunder and Dlightning, Emrain falling Adown
Tears on the Dground
DAll through the days on her Dmaj7face he would gaze for she was Glovely as the Dspring
No words would she speak but &Dmaj7quot;Leave them in peace"G and some sad lament Ashe would sing
One Bmday by the door, through the F#mwindow he saw a Gsingle white Dfeather Emlying on the Afloor
She was there no Dmore
DNow that great Lord is dying, his Dmaj7cold heart is crying for the Glove of the Dgirl
For many an hour he has Dmaj7wept on the Tower, for she Gmeant more than the Aworld
One Bmday in the sky a white F#mbird flew by, he Glifted his Dhands, he Emcried out in Apain
Come back aF#gain
But his Emwords were Alost in the Dwind
His Gcastle was Dbuilt upon Asand
BmAll he has is a F#mmemory and Emall he Ayearns is her hDand
BmOh F#mOh GAh BmAh GDaDaDa DDaDaDa EmDa A
BmAll he has is a F#mmemory and Emall he Ayearns is her Dhand.